From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

543 Keep Your Friends Close, But Your Enemies Closer

“What?”

Bo Wen turned around so fast that he found himself feeling dizzy. Googl search NoᴠFre.nt

A smirk graced June’s lips, and at that moment, Bo Wen felt that he was familiar.

“Jun Hao,” he whispered.

“What was that?” June teasingly asked despite hearing him crystal clear.

Bo Wen shook his head, his palms and armpits sweating despite the cool air.

“No,” he muttered.

For a second, the handsome idol appeared like his old friend. Looking at him now, Jun Hao and June smirked the same way.

However, it couldn’t be.

Jun Hao was long dead, buried six feet under the ground. That night still haunted him up to this day, wondering if what he did was worth it or not.

“H—How’d you know about my family?” Bo Wen asked.

June crossed his arms in front of his chest.

At first, he thought that provoking Bo Wen wasn’t a good plan. However, thinking about it now, he felt like having Bo Wen by his side would be a great leverage against Phoenix, Azure, and other future enemies.

When they were both in White Tiger, Bo Wen was a crazy informant. He could steal information left and right by luring others into trusting him.

June was fooled, too.

He genuinely thought they were friends.

However, despite this skill of his, he still had some limitations

—and that is, he didn’t know where his family was.

June, however, knew where they were—that was one thing he kept from Bo Wen.

It was his family’s choice, and June became their confidant during those difficult times. He would even send them Bo Wen’s whereabouts and such.

That is, until that day happened. He didn’t have the heart to tell Bo Wen, and he kept it to himself until the day he died.

June was hesitant to use his family to get Bo Wen to work for him. However, June felt like he had no choice.

This wasn’t the time to be merciful.

“I guess I know a lot of things,” June vaguely said. “Even about how you killed a friend.”

Bo Wen froze as he continued gazing into June’s eyes.

There was no doubt now.

The eyes he was looking into were the same as the compassionate yet brutal friend he had back in Shanghai.

“Who—Who really are you?” he stuttered.

“I’m your worst nightmare coming to bite you back in the ass,” June said.

Bo Wen’s breath got caught in his throat, and he found himself shaking in nervousness.

“Long time no see, White Tiger,” June continued, rubbing salt onto his wound.

Bo Wen recoiled in shock, leaning against the steering wheel and accidentally pressing on the honk in the process.

“Calm down,” June said. “I’m not going to harm you. I have a reputation to keep.”

“That’s why I need you, dirty worker,” June continued, a mischievous smirk gracing his lips.

“J—Jun Hao, is that really you?” Bo Wen asked, pointing an accusing finger at him.

“Believe what you want to believe,” June gave a vague answer.

“I’m going crazy. I’m literally going crazy,” Bo Wen muttered.

“You’ve gone crazy for a while now,” June deadpanned. “Don’t act like this is anything new.”

Bo Wen gasped as June leaned closer to him.

“Get away! Ghost, get the fuck away!” he screamed.

June calmly watched him, waiting for his episode to finish.

“I need to tell this to someone. I need to report this to the police,” he muttered, fumbling to get out of the car.

“To who? To Laohu?” June asked.

Bo Wen stopped thrashing as he felt his heart beat faster.

He had seen June plenty of times on television. He was known as the handsome, talented idol who was rising rapidly in popularity.

However, June, who was in front of him right now, seemed like a completely different person.

“A—are you really Jun Hao?” he whispered.

June smirked. “You’re finding it hard to believe it, too, huh?”

“If that’s the case, what makes you think that other people are going to believe you when you report this to them?” June asked, raising his chin high up in the air.

Bo Wen swallowed loudly, feeling even more nervous and in disbelief.

“What do you want from me?” Bo Wen whispered.

“Everything,” June said. “You took away my life, and now you have to pay the prize.”

“It wasn’t my choice,” Bo Wen exclaimed. “I was promised to see my family after I get it done. I didn’t want to do it. You know that I considered you as my friend.”

“Laohu was your friend,” June chuckled bitterly. “So, did you see your family after it was over?”

Bo Wen pursed his lips before shaking his head.

“No,” he muttered.

“See?” June smirked. “You couldn’t have gone to me—the friend who knew where your family was.”

“B—but how?” Bo Wen asked. “They left without leaving a trace. My wife, my son—nobody knows where they are.”

June shook his head.

“You underestimate me, my friend. We entered the gang around the same time, and I met your family plenty of times before they left.”

“Your wife didn’t want you getting into this profession because of the dangers that came along with it. So, she left with your son to ensure his safety.”

Bo Wen felt a lump forming in his throat as June continued speaking.

“However, she couldn’t do that on her own. In the end, she sought help from me—your friend. I couldn’t deny her request, so I helped them leave.”

Bo Wen’s brows furrowed, unable to control himself as he held onto June’s collar.

“All this time, you knew! Yet you kept it away from me,” Bo Wen screamed. “Maybe you do deserve to die.”

June shook his head. “You haven’t changed at all, have you?”

“You still don’t respect your wife’s choice. She didn’t want to tell you. She was afraid—not only for you but also for your son. She felt that she was your weakness, so she left on her own accord,” June explained.

“Where is she now?” Bo Wen asked, his grip on him loosening.

June opened his mouth to speak while Bo Wen impatiently waited.

However, before he could utter a word, he closed his mouth again.

“Where is she?” Bo Wen desperately asked.

“Everything comes with a price these days,” June nonchalantly said. “I can’t possibly give you such valuable information without getting anything in return.”

Bo Wen’s eyebrows furrowed as he finally let go of June’s collar.

“The files regarding Choi Joon-ho when he was still in Phoenix.”

“Hand them all to me.”