Violence warning.⚠️
-Back to the present-
Boom!
One shot fired.
Dozens of birds flapped their wings and flew away, saving themselves. People began screaming and running. Its no-one's dream to get caught in the cross fire.
It was the kind of situation that would make one shake, infuriated. Unable to control the urge to put a satisfying end to the life of the enemy in front of him. but not Liu. He didn't shake, he didn't lose control. On the contrary. He dominated his urges, now more than ever.
His arm was still held up with the gun aimed to the sky. Ready to fire another warning shot if needed. All the temple's visitors already ran for their lives, leaving him and the monk alone. His eyes fixated on the smirking principal. In seconds, the gun in his hand changed directions. From the sky, to the principal's kneecap. But the monk still smirked. Exactly like old times, always believing he was invincible, immortal.
Liu couldn't help but to cough and spit to the side. His whole-being sick to his stomach.
Is this what they call holly, kind, helpful deeds these days? Is he what people consider to be so-called 'Saint'? What an absolute disgrace to humanity. The standards are beneath the ground. If he is a saint full of fucking holiness. Then he, Liu, is God. Laying back in the seventh heaven observing all human kind from above.
An absolute evil of a Chinese school principal turned into a role model in the form of a saint monk in Korea.
What an utter miserable joke of holiness.
"You know, he called to thank me for saving him from you, back then." The monk's lying lips cut his thoughts short. "He was smarter than you, not as pigheaded as you. Willing to recognize his mistakes. You know, he said he wished he never met you, he wished he never let you use his body like that, to your heart content. He wrote it on paper actually. Five times. But he cried so much after you left, that no one believed his written word anymore."
Endless rage clasped Liu's blood stream, and gushed through it like a fearsome lava. You mean you tortured him until he broke to pieces and gave in to your extortion. Fuck it! I refuse to let you get under my skin again. only one thing I need to know. He took advantage of the weapon in his hand, fastening his fingers around the trigger. "Where is he now?" he asked.
"Even if I knew, do you think I would have told you? I know what you know. We kicked you out, and his family fled the country back to Busan. Don't tell me, you are here looking for him? Does your other victim know about all of it, or should I tell him? Does he know you learned a whole language for another guy? For the pathetic Lee H-"
"Don't you fucking say his name." Liu bellowed. You say his name, you let those noxious lips of yours pronounce his name, and you are deader than a fish without water.
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