You walked into Hwajin's office, your eyes widening at him. He sat in a chair, a bloody knife on the table. His side was bloody and it looked like a stab wound. You walked to him, brows furrowing. He looked at you, his hands not stopping his bandaging. "Hey. I wasn't expecting any visitors." He said with a smirk, unbothered by your staring at his obvious stab wound.