บท 92: Tomb Raiding Team of 4

Pan Jin's stature was bulkier than most people by default. In fact, people would always assume that he was either a gym rat or a fitness trainer. But placed before Mystic Two, he was still significantly smaller.

"I was looking for the washroom! My bladder's bursting but there's not even a single person in sight, so I had no choice but to look for it myself! I only opened this door to check if this was the washroom or not!"

Pan Jin's mental fortitude was rather steady. Although he had panicked a little at the start, he was still able to regain his composure as he explained with a wronged expression.

"Bullsh*t! Your motive is definitely not so simple. I've already guessed your true goal!"

Mystic Two smirked coldly as he walked up to Pan Jin.

Pan Jin swallowed nervously as he wrapped his fingers around the cold steel of the flying dagger in his pockets. "Is that so? Then, why don't you tell me what my goal is?"

Pan Jin was prepared to kill this person at any moment!