"Well... my dad did that. I wanted to keep it the same but people kept arguing and telling me stuff so I just -- I don't know, at least I can trust what Tae tells me." Jimin was thrown into this whole mess with the death of his father, he had many people seeking power or just trying to help him and he couldn't tell them apart. He was flustered, overwhelmed and slowly losing staff to the Dark Dragons.

He had been hoping the hit would make a point but apparently not.

"I'll sort out ranks by the time you next come! Erm... the time after the next time you come cause this week is kinda busy. So next time." Jimin had plans with Tae and he didn't want to ditch them for work. "I'll handle it. Promise."