"You."
The Monarch of Primal spoke in a deep, threatening tone, his voice carrying a weight of fury and dominance.
Monkey Mic felt a chill run down his spine. "Shi—" He instinctively moved, ready to stand up for Jin, but before he could act—
Jin stepped forward.
He faced the towering beast of a man without hesitation, tilting his head up to meet the Monarch's piercing gaze.
A smirk played on his lips. "Long time no see, Tom Kim."
A vein bulged on the Monarch's temple.
"You have no right to call me by that name." His voice was low, but filled with barely contained rage.
Jin raised his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright. No need to get mad. Actually, I've got news for you—so listen up."
He stepped forward, completely unfazed by the towering figure before him.
"Every citizen in this city? They're undercover Pro Hunters. The real civilians were transported to Seogwipo. Oh, and those 'explosive flags'? Fake. So, no need to worry."
Jin flashed a confident grin.
Silence.
