Chapter 22 Scorpions In A Dragon's Lair

• Inside the old vehicle repair shop, Minjun was sitting on a wooden stool and tapping the ground with his worn brown boot.
• “I have been sitting here for two hours now. How much longer is it going to take?” he groaned in frustration, his voice grating through the clanking of wrenches and screwdrivers.
• His companion, a boy in his early twenties dressed in a worn sleeveless jacket and blue denim, was munching on a bag of potato chips and pacing the shop like an aimless recluse.