"I don't have to trust you to save you," Gi-hun replied, his eyes hardened by the 45.6 billion won blood money already in his pocket.
The "Front Man," In-ho, watched the monitors from his obsidian throne. He saw the red-haired Gi-hun standing on the pavement, staring directly into a CCTV camera. A ghost challenging a god. "I don't have to trust you to save
"Don't trust me," the boy spat as they stood 50 feet above the concrete floor. " Gi-hun replied
"He’s coming back," In-ho whispered, his voice distorted by the mask. " In-ho whispered