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After confirming their positions through the broken glass, Yohan thought of a way to take them out with the least amount of trouble.

That room was smaller than the one he currently was in, so it had better lighting. But that meant by simply just taking out the light with a small stone, the three men were left in total darkness.

”Hey what happened to the light?” One asked almost immediately.

They hardly noticed when Yohan slipped in.

”Did you hear something?” another one asked, but it was too late.

Yohan wrapped his hand around his neck and choked him out, without missing a beat he face palmed the other one before he could react, slamming him to the ground.

”Hey, what the fuck is happening?” The last guy jumped to his feet and shuffled back words before pulling out a gun,

”Who’s there?! I’m going to shoot!” He pointed it randomly into the darkness.

Although he could hear as his crew members were taken out so he couldn’t see anything, so he hesitated from firing.

’He has a gun...’ Yohan realized.

He had factored that something like this was possible, and although his sense of smell was strong, there were too many different smells coming from this one room for him to confirm it with his nose alone.

But that was the reason for the darkness, because unlike this guy he wasn’t totally blind. He could still see even in pitch darkness.

He could tell exactly where he was and which way he was pointing.

He charged silently at the guy, but the guy’s paranoid intuition still made him fire off one shot. It was far from Yohan so he closed the gap and ended everything with a single blow.

Still that shot alone had defeated the purpose of everything. He wanted to remain quiet for as long as possible, that was why he made the effort to fight these guys in the darkness.

’They’ll definitely send some men to come investigate the noise...’

He sighed. This wasn’t supposed to be as difficult as it is right now, but because of the conditions Gunjoo had given him he had to move carefully.

’I have to find Izumi and get out of here’

He opened the door to a hallway, there was nobody else coming yet, so he took a big sniff of the air.

The air was thick—rank with sweat and stale cigarette smoke. Yet beneath it all, a faint, sweet trace of perfume lingered, easy to isolate if you knew what to look for.

”Perfect.”

A sudden rush of footsteps broke the moment.

Men poured in from the far end—some in ski masks, others in suits or construction uniforms, an odd mix that screamed trouble.

”Hey! What are you doing out here?” one of them barked.

Yohan didn’t respond.

He stood still, eyes fixed past them—locked onto the direction the scent was coming from.

So they’re in the way.

’I guess I’ll have to go through them...’

Before they could react, he moved.

Not a step—an explosion.

He shot forward at full speed, his movement so sudden the men barely processed it before he was already upon them.

But instead of striking—

He veered.

With a sharp pivot, Yohan leapt sideways, his foot planting against the wall. Using the momentum, he pushed off, body tilting unnaturally as he defied gravity—

—and sailed over the crowd in a single fluid motion.

After landing at the other side he didn’t pause for even a moment, sprinting off and leaving them in the dust.

He took random turns, and made sure to lock every door behind him. It didn’t matter if they could break through, all he needed was to slow them down.

The place was built like a maze and some doors led to nowhere, but the scent continued to guide him.

He finally ended up inside a room, it was far from anything he had expected.

”It’s just like a hotel room...”

Not just any hotel, a premium one with fine tiles, a massive bed and air conditioning. It was the last thing you would expect to see in a rundown construction warehouse.

He got closer to the bed, and there was a woman lying on it. She had icy black hair, with one of her nipples almost sticking out from under the robe.

”She’s not Izumi...” he mumbled, staring at her sleeping face.

’but she’s pretty’

It was criminal not to notice, her beauty was bold yet innocent, full lips, small nose and very pretty green eyes.

’Eyes?!’

Yohan realized that she was staring back at him. She opened her eyes to see a man she had never seen before standing above her, but she remained so calm.

”You’re not one of my husband’s men?” She said boldly.

”Is Mason Blackfire your husband?” He asked.

”Isn’t that obvious?” She replied sitting up and resting against the bed frame, before arranging her sleeping robe to properly cover her chest. But it could only do so little against those monsters of temptations.

Yohan’s eyes remained on her cleavage for more than a few seconds before he raised his gaze to meet her eyes. Seeing that he had been caught he awkwardly shifted his attention around the room.

’No wonder the place is so quiet...’ he noticed that it had been properly sound proofed and even the front door was almost as thick as that of a safe door.

”You really are his wife,” he realized.

”That’s what I said,” she replied with an icy confidence, before picking a pack of cigarettes and throwing one in her mouth.

”So tell me who you are and why you disturbed my beauty sleep,”

Just then there was pounding on the door, the people that had been chasing him had finally made it all the way here.

The noise pulled his attention for nothing more than a second but when he turned back there was a gun pointed at his face.

”Does everyone in the place have one of those?” He asked with a sigh.