You're Dead to Me

Looking at the men in black in front of him, Finn Taylor pursed his lips because he found a few familiar faces amongst them. In fact, he had personally raised a few of them. 'Great. Are you guys going to be ingrates and rebel against me?'

"Sam Jensen, not bad. You even dare to fight against me now. It looks like you made vast improvements over the past few years."

Sam Jensen trembled as Finn Taylor called him out. He walked out and bowed down. "Greetings, Young Master!"

Finn Taylor chuckled. "Are you really going to go against me?"

"I don't want to make you an enemy, but I have no choice. I remember you telling me that I have to serve the Terre family till the day I die. No matter who they want me to kill, I'll have no choice but to do it. This is so even if they command me to kill myself."

Finn Taylor narrowed his eyes. 'I had indeed said so. Is this what they mean by shooting oneself in the foot?'