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6: Introduction of Masters (i)
The Master Arrives
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Daniel, Jake, Lineman, and the entire Incheon crew stood frozen.
Their eyes wide. Their faces pale.
Jake murmured, jaw clenched, anger boiling under his breath—
"Why the fuck are you here…?"
Daniel stuttered, his voice shaky, eyes fixed in disbelief.
"Y-You… Why the heck are you here…?"
Then he screamed it out, voice cracking—
"WHY THE HECK ARE YOU HERE, JAMES LEE!!"
Silence.
Dead silence.
And then—
"Hoh~ You're here too, Daniel Park,"
James Lee grinned, voice smooth like poison.
"You're asking why I'm here?"
He chuckled.
"Isn't it the duty of a master… to come collect his lovely vessels?"
Joongoo's eyes widened. Something clicked in his mind.
He wasn't shocked—he was confirmed.
James looked around, and his smirk grew.
"Since I see a new face among you…"
"I should also introduce some of the new faces of the New HNH Group."
He snapped his fingers.
"Come forth, my… Vessels."
The doors of the car creaked open.
Two massive men stepped out.
Identical in height, both easily over 6'5", built like monsters.
One was Black. The other, White. Both radiated violence.
"Come here, guys~"
James gestured, proud like he was showing off prized dogs.
"Everyone, welcome them."
"This guy's Nobure Clipspot, born in Brazil. Still learning Korean—so don't mind him."
Nobure grinned and raised a hand.
"Yo! Everyone! How do you do?"
"And this one's Crexa Franklin. Born in France. He's not gonna learn Korean, so don't even try."
Crexa looked straight at them and barked—
"Saluté! Vous fuckers!"
Everyone stood still.
James laughed and waved his hand.
"Alright boys, back in the car."
Nobure dragged Franklin back inside like nothing happened.
Then James turned back to Yuujin. His grin widened.
"Now that my introductions are done…"
"Don't you want to introduce yourself too, Mr. Goodman?"
Yuujin's face stayed blank.
No expression. No movement.
He slowly raised a finger.
Pointed directly at James Lee.
"You… didn't introduce yourself."
James's eye twitched.
Just for a split second.
But then he laughed. Cold and slow.
"Hah… You sure are something, Mr. Goodman."
He opened his arms, pride oozing from every word.
"I am James Lee."
"The man who owns the New HNH Group… and all its assets."
He extended his hand toward Yuujin like a king offering a deal.
"Now it's your turn, Mr. Goodman."
Yuujin stepped forward. Calm. Dead quiet.
"My name is Yuujin Jin. I'm 20 years old. 6'4". 171 pounds."
A pause.
"That's all I can say about myself… for now."
James chuckled, stepping closer, face-to-face.
"For now, huh?"
Suddenly—
Fwish—!!
A punch exploded from James's arm.
So fast, it disappeared into the air.
But Yuujin didn't flinch. He simply—
Tilted. His. Head.
The punch missed.
And in that tiny moment, his hair shifted—
Revealing one eye.
Black. With a white pupil.
A void staring back.
Everyone saw it.
Even James paused.
And in that silence—Yuujin stood still.
Expressionless.
Like a ghost.
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