章節 61: Own Roles, Own Fates

"Am I seeing things right? Kim Youngjae... He came out of that room," Donghae muttered behind the wall. Then he turned to Mando, "Sunbae, did this mean Han Chunhee―" 

"It doesn't particularly mean anything. Going in and out of someone's room... Arh, so pointless, this is meaningless evidence," Mando said, interrupting Donghae's words as he angrily looked away. With a huff, he placed his hands back in his pants' pockets and began to head to the exit. "Let's get going. There's nothing else to see here." 

"Huh? That fast?!" Donghae, the always energetic employee of a news agency, exclaimed. He glanced back at Kim Youngjae seeing him talking to his phone, "Oh, sunbae, look, he's calling someone. Shouldn't we―"

"It's done when I said it's done. Now let's move. Don't you want to eat?" Mando said casually as he walked past him.