CHAPTERS
The Sect Leader is nearby. There was no doubt about it, and yet Inyeong still couldn’t find him. The streets were packed with people. Her sharp eyes glinted like a wildcat’s. Her glossy irises bore resemblance to her sister Mae Somyeong’s. A low voice echoed in her mind. –Too far. Stay calm. A flush spread across Mae Inyeong’s cheeks. –Sect Leader, what brings you here without a word? If I’d known, I would have taken more time preparing myself. She was a fanatic among…- 253.5 K • Completed
“Shh! Shh! Shh!” Wu Jinshan made a few silencing gestures, but they were useless. Chen Xiucheng still flailed and kicked like he had lost his mind. There wasn’t much room on a single bed. Helpless, Wu Jinshan had no choice but to straddle Chen Xiucheng’s thighs, pinning down his lower half. He grabbed his wildly swinging right hand and pressed both wrists together above his head, trying to explain. “There was class, but the professor canceled last minute, so I came back.” Coming back…- 67.2 K • Completed
When Su Shijin got home, the place was brightly lit, and even before opening the door he could hear a jumble of noises from inside. Once he stepped in, he saw the first floor was a mess—footprints everywhere and piles of foam cartons stacked to the side. Several workers in worn gray uniforms came out from a room at the back of the first floor, each carrying a toolbox. The one in the lead called toward the kitchen, “Boss Gu, it’s all installed. Come take a look?” From the kitchen came Gu…- 217.8 K • Completed
“…….” “…….” Samson and Ardelle didn’t reply, their expressions tense with complicated thoughts. “We don’t really need him. We’ve already learned most of what we needed, and we know where the tax storehouse is.” “I don’t think we can fully trust him, but with that much thirst for revenge, maybe we can use him.” Just like when Samson wanted to join, it left a bitter taste to think they couldn’t trust people anymore. “Do we really need to use…- 264.3 K • Completed
- After the eight pavilion heads left. Tang Yujae stepped out of Akbindang, he was working through his backlog of affairs in Haeseong Pavilion when he felt a spring-like warmth brushing over him. The midday heat seemed to pass directly through his skin, and he found the sensation oddly pleasant. He set aside his inkstone and turned toward the back. Sure enough, a delicate beauty with red eyes was perched on the window ledge. With a gentle smile, Yujae spoke. “That gold hairpin suits…
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- Seolyeong fell briefly silent, sifting through the fragments of memory still left in his mind. Now that he thought about it, he vaguely recalled hearing something about the Sect Leader’s son. It had been when the Hanhoe delegation visited Yeonhu Mountain. But that child… hmm, there had been some kind of significant secret involved, he was sure of it, but back then he had been wholly uninterested in Sahyeol Amje, so none of it had stuck. As Seolyeong’s features twitched with tension, Sa Yeoho…
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Steam lifted the lid of the kettle, casting a misty veil that blurred her view. Through the fog, she saw the man in the black suit approaching the couple who looked well-matched. After a polite greeting, he lifted the lady’s hand and placed a courteous kiss on her knuckles. The handsome gentleman’s expression darkened, a subtle fire flickering in his eyes, clearly displeased by the other man's attention to his companion. The waitress instinctively tightened her grip on the towel in her hand, her…- 152.1 K • Completed
- “I’ll talk to the manager, so can’t you just give me a ride? I want to hear more about Kim Taeyoung too.” Beom Urim lightly tapped Gi Sang-oh’s shoulder with his long, white fingers. Every time he did that, it gave Sang-oh an uneasy feeling, but as Urim had said, standing around here blankly was risky, Urim was too famous. Even now, a few people in a nearby café were clearly holding up their phones, trying to film them… Gi Sang-oh managed to swallow yet another sigh and…
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“Is it because of the students’ rumors?” “...” “The literature teacher, Dennis Kahler, sold his ass to be a teacher at Bolle… something like that.” He noticed that Yan was intentionally trying to agitate Dennis. He could defend against this much. Dennis tidied his clothes and shook his head as if to say, "That's enough." Thomer, who had been gazing at Dennis, came to Dennis’s aid. “I’ve never heard of it.” “That’s because you… are holed up in the faculty…- 102.4 K • Completed
- “You know it’s not right?” “……” “You can’t even understand what I’m saying properly. What is this dogshit madness, huh?” If Jaeri’s hair had been long, he would have grabbed it. He took his hand off Jaeri’s head. It was not a common occurrence for him to use profanity or raise his voice. Jaeri was glad to face his raw anger. It was a just anger over how he had cheapened the time of affection that Jungyoon had poured out in his own way for the six years they had lived…
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