Bright white light painfully pierced Uijae's eyes as he squinted. The room where he was bound was a small white cell. It was as small as the side rooms in his hangover soup restaurant. The man firmly fixed the chains to the wall and then grabbed Uijae by the hair, pulling him forcefully. Uijae tried not to tense his neck and allowed himself to be dragged without resistance.

'These bastards... the way they handle people...'

Once I escape, I'll make sure to grab your head first. Was the irritation showing on his face? The man lightly slapped Uijae's cheek with …