While everyone stared at the door in intense curiosity, a group of people entered. Just one look at them and it was clear—they looked no less than gangsters or members of some mafia. Tattoos covered their bodies. They wore black suits with white shirts.
The man standing at the front of the group looked at the grooms and said,
" You got married but didn't invite them? No, no, that's not right at all. You forgot your friend at your own wedding? But what does it matter if you forgot? I remember."
He smiled as he spoke.
Jung-hee looked at the man, then at everyone else. From their expressions, it was obvious—no one was happy to see him. In fact, they looked quite irritated and annoyed.
Tae-hyun shouted in anger, "You're still the same as before! No sense of decency or shame! Who comes to a wedding without an invitation?"
" I am yours friend. So I don't need any invitation. "
" Friend? My ass. "
"Yeah. I used to slap your ass a lot when we was a kid. So you're right about that."
