Dunk was lying still as Joong took Force to his base. The man has changed clothes now. The new slave's clothes are clean and he is chained again to the wall. Dunk is no longer in the small room in Joong's room, because the room burned down and hasn't been repaired. He is now chained in the corner of the room, right next to Joong's bed.
Joong thought Dunk was sleeping, but as he walked closer, he realized Dunk was just lying still, his body rolled into a ball on the floor, his hands used as pillows, and his eyes staring blankly. Dunk didn't move at all when the two of them entered, and Force had to bend over to see.
"Why is he like this? You didn't drug him, right?"
No," said Joong. "I just...gave him a punishment," he said, citing the bruise on Dunk's cheek. "He's probably still very scared right now. But that's good, he won't dare argue anymore," said Joong and then laughed, trying to cover up the nervousness he felt at that moment.
"Hmm," Force muttered. "I didn't think you could hit your wares. This one must be a real pain in the ass."
'I didn't just hit him', Joong muttered to himself, but he didn't answer anything.
"I'm taking him," Force said suddenly, straightening up again. "It's definitely going to be a pain trying to sell him, but overall he's still good."
"Finally," muttered Joong in relief. "Thank you, Force. I knew I could count on you."
He extended his hand to shake hands with Force, Force was about to return the hand, but then Dunk's voice was heard speaking, clear and loud in the quiet room.
"Are you selling broken slaves?"
Joong suddenly turned around, as did Force who looked a little confused.
"From what I know, slave buyers usually don't want to buy slaves that have been damaged. Are you selling slaves that have been damaged? Or...did he not tell you about me?"
Joong stepped quickly, intending to stop Dunk's words, but Force grabbed his arm, making him stop.
"What do you mean?" Force asked while narrowing his eyes at Joong. And at that moment, Joong could hear the sound of his reputation shattering, shattering into pieces and falling all over the floor.
"I said, Joong has ruined me," said Dunk flatly. But somehow his eyes looked proud and satisfied.
"Did he lie to you and say I haven't been touched? He fucked me last night. In fact, if you put a finger inside me now, you might still be able to feel the residue of what he did in my hole. Did he forget to give you that information?"
The silence that followed Dunk's words was very tense. Joong thought about taking the gun in his pocket and shooting Dunk then, or maybe he would be better off shooting himself. Joong felt the Force's grip on his arm loosen, and there was a long sigh.
"Joong, I believe you."
"Force, listen, this isn't what you think-"
"So you're saying the slave is lying? Do I need to call my personal doctor and check it myself?" Force's eyes flashed sharply. Joong took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to get rid of the frustration he felt at that moment.
"He's not lying."
Force's expression was cold as he spoke.
"We've been working partners for years. That's why I want to take this slave and help you, because you said he was still a virgin," Force's voice was calm but sounded a little amazed at Dunk, which made Joong feel many times worse than if Force had shouted at him. .
