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Fifteen years. He had tried to escape dozens of times, and not once had he succeeded.
Hongju’s fingers, gripping the door handle, slowly relaxed. It might be smarter to pretend to comply and look for another way out.
After all, Mu-gyeong was someone who could be reasoned with—if you played along.
"Where are we going?"
"Would you even understand if I told you?"
That response. He had heard it before.
Hongju couldn’t relax for a sec ...
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