CHAPTERS
Yoongeon looked back with hollow eyes. Seeing Seohwi’s face, asleep without a single care or worry, he smiled faintly. He carefully opened the nightstand drawer and took out the broken mirror shard he had hidden out of sight all this time. It was a piece that had become a little dull from being handled and used numerous times. “...” He had kept the gun just in case, but couldn't he throw this away now? Something like this could not end a life in the first place. Come to think of it, the times…- 190.1 K • Ongoing
Smiling with joy, his eyes moist, the small teardrops under the corners of his folded eyes gathered together and flowed down. Jungyoon wiped the water from the corner of his eye, then gave Jaeri a short kiss on his forehead, cheek, and lips in succession. Jaeri was not yet used to such physical affection and did not know how to react. He just stood still. He hoped Jungyoon would not misunderstand his lack of reaction as a sign of dislike. In truth, he liked it so, so much. “Hey, why do you…- 124.1 K • Ongoing
What? Wei Yang almost couldn't keep his expression steady. Why me? Brother Qi, what kind of trick are you trying to pull here? We didn't rehearse this at all! However, when he saw the other's serious expression, he immediately realized that this wasn't a joke or some kind of showmanship—it was meant literally. Brother Qi wanted him to take a look. The surprise vanished in an instant, replaced by something else. A complex, indescribable feeling welled up in Wei Yang's heart. Though he was still…- 380.6 K • Completed
Ah... A wave of dizziness washed over him, and Yoonso squeezed his eyes shut then opened them. The hall became as quiet as a dead mouse, and gazes, outwardly calm but internally tumultuous, gathered at Yoonso’s feet. “How insolent. You dare to frame Her Majesty the Empress.” Hyunbi’s sharp, chilling voice cut through the quiet chaos. “It is not a frame-up, not a frame-up...!” “Drag this person away at once and interrogate her severely. And straighten out the discipline so that…- 173.1 K • Ongoing
- The very next day after the birthday celebration ended, at dawn. The Denos delegation departed the imperial palace. With the agreement concluded, there was no reason to linger further. The emperor did not even offer polite encouragement to stay longer, and Valita likewise did not utter even a hollow “I wish I could stay longer, but it's a pity.” On the road to the port by carriage. Valita was lost in thought. The emperor's reaction had been more calm than he had…
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One of the tokens of love, the "Dog Head Necklace," has triumphantly returned to its rightful place with a sky-high price of seventy million. Now, let's rewind the clock twenty-four hours before Luo Chenzhou's reunion with Caesar to take a look at the second token of love: the "confiscated Ghost Slayer." On the first day, Comrade Luo Chenzhou went through immense effort to reclaim Ghost Slayer from Old Man Luo. The dark-haired young man nearly resorted to performing a stunt of eating dog food on the…- 221.3 K • Completed
Wolf rubbed his knee with his fingertips while tracing back his memories. The sight of Black Weasel carelessly guzzling alcohol, heedless of the pursuers. If there had been no pursues to begin with, it all made sense. Wolf discreetly glanced at Red Eagle. He probably had reached a similar conclusion, because he looked restless. “Listen, Silver. I need to talk to you.” Wolf tossed a card. “What is it? Go ahead.” Silver replied carelessly without even looking this way. Wolf cleared his…- 124.7 K • Ongoing
- This explanation was just as unconvincing, but Wolf let it slide at this point. “I understand. Adults treated me like that a lot too. It always annoyed me. But why'd that old man do that to you?” “Well...” Silver frowned and held up his index finger. “Earlier, we talked about the Spruce and Birch. Human mutants, in your terms. But Bingapsu said there's another male mutant. Do you know about it?” “Hmm?” Wolf and Red Eagle looked at each other. “I've only ever heard of…
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- Black Weasel and Silver's voices grew louder. Wolf felt his chest tighten as he watched them. What are they arguing about now? Please, just speak Atanian! Black Weasel and Silver jumped to their feet while pointing fingers at each other. Even Wolf, who was deaf to Stoll's words, could tell Black Weasel and Silver were arguing. What is Silver thinking, acting like that? He’ll get whipped. But maybe he won't get beaten since he’s his assistant. Silver splashed water…
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- “It was three months ago that I took the duty of escorting the prince. A month later, I arrived in Morgan. That’s precisely when I heard about the ‘Blood Unity Assembly.’ Stoll is so vast that it takes at least a month for rumors to spread across the entire region.” “So the latest information you received was actually about a month old?” Black Weasel nodded at Red Eagle's question. “Exactly. Anyway, there were still two months left before the prince arrived in Morgan. The final…
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