Doom (3)

"Young mas‐

"Ha, ha, ha, these flight attendants. They can just go ahead and call anyone young man." Min-ho retorted with a shy laugh after abruptly blocking one of the flight attendant's mouth. 

It was a first-class flight, Raith was not expecting a first-class fight but oh well, there's no big deal.

But something was off between these two. Raith threw a last suspicious glance at Mok Jun-Seo and Min-Ho before climbing unto the plane.

"Ooou..."

Raith could almost feel the air of luxury gripping him by the neck, with the level of the extravaganza that filled the plane's interior, it was understandable that an unknowing person such as him would exclaim.

Even if one knew nothing about luxury, this couldn't just escape one's common sense not with its meticulously crafted design and lavish materials.

The walls were adorned with rich wood paneling, accented by soft, ambient lighting that cast a warm glow throughout the space.