"This problem here is not yours to fix, nor do I plan to recruit you in this operation. Whether or not I like you, you're still her brother. So, the least you can do is fix what you can do as her brother. Contact me once you've decided."
Matthew's words repeated in Zion's mind. Even now that he was being driven back to the Kwan Mansion, Zion didn't speak a word.
"Don't think too much about it." Zion snapped back upon hearing Ivan's words.
Slowly, Zion moved his gaze towards his side, the driver's seat where Ivan was.
"Don't get me wrong. I still don't like you. But, this matter is just something you can't do anything about even if you start learning how to shoot a gun." Ivan uttered, his eyes on the road.
"I can cut people." Zion muttered under his breath. "I've killed people -- people who trust me with their lives but I failed to save them."
