Chapter 122: Payback 2

"Please stop," Guk Kwan pleaded, his voice trembling. "I'm begging you... I can't really remember."

"What, you bullied so many people that you can't even remember?" I chuckled at his attempt to act pitiful. I was enjoying my payback, and I had no intention of letting him off the hook that easily.

"How about telling me names, one by one? You can either get it wrong or you might hit the jackpot and figure out who I am. I might even consider letting you go if that happens." I said with a sinister grin, making the situation simultaneously humorous and frightening .

Guk Kwan's face showed a glimmer of hope after hearing my words about potentially letting him go. This was the perfect opportunity for me to break him down slowly and extract everything I needed from him.

"Cho So" he answered.

"Wrong!" I burst into laughter as I clenched my fist and delivered a punch to his stomach.

"Argh!" He groaned in agony and began to vomit from the excruciating pain. Getting hit in the stomach hurt like a bitch.

"One more time, they say the third time's the charm," I encouraged him with a tap on his shoulder, a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

"Ju Chul," he gritted his teeth as if wishing to get it right.

"Wrong again!" I raised my two hands and slapped his ears simultaneously.

*SLAP!

His face contorted with pain and frustration as I struck his ears. He groaned, disoriented and clearly struggling to focus. His eyes darted around, desperately seeking any hint that might help him recall my name.

"You're so stupid," I taunted, emphasizing each word as I towered over him. "That my bare fist isn't enough to get through to you."

"Bingo," I forced a smile .

Hearing me said it, Guk Kwan slowly locked gaze on me, his face was filled with shock after hearing me confirm it.The revelation seemed to have hit him like a ton of bricks, and he couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"You're... Zyden?" He asked again in disbelief,

It seemed like the idea of me being the same person he used to bully was even more difficult for him to fathom than the existence of aliens. I couldn't blame him for his reaction; I had transformed into the complete opposite of my old self.

I was now more confident, more handsome, more powerful, smarter—a better version of myself in almost every way. Of course, I had also become somewhat of a psycho, but that was just an inevitable side effect of all the powers I had acquired. Unlike those fictional MCs in novels who somehow resist abusing their powers, I'm just an average guy, and let's face it, I'm bound to go a little power-hungry.

"That's right, so how does it feel to be on the receiving end for once?" I asked, chuckling lightly.

He was clearly taken aback by my sudden words. He didn't need to be a genius to realize that I was here for payback.

"Zyden... I did not mean to bully you... Your uncle... That's right, your uncle paid us to bully you," he explained in his defense.

"My uncle?" I chuckled as I heard that word again. Everyone seemed to be blaming him for everything. He would have dozens of horns already in hell with this much blame shifting.

"But you're still the one who punched me in the face almost every day, the one who made me drink toilet water, the one who stripped me of my clothes for everyone to see. Are you saying that my uncle told you to do all of that in detail?" I asked him, my voice cold. I was talking more calmly now, but for some reason, I appeared even scarier in his eyes.

"It's not my fault..... I promise.. Please forgive me....., I was just following orders from him. If you want to blame someone, then blame him," he kept protesting, his words making me more irritated.

To be honest, I wanted to kill him right now, but he still had some use to me, as I could use him to track down my other bullies. So, I couldn't do that just yet.

"Don't worry, he's already dead, and if you don't follow everything I say from now on, I will send you to join him in hell."