Even if he tried to clean up his tracks as neatly as possible, unexpected variables always arose.
Even if you try to clean up the aftermath as neatly as possible, unexpected variables always tend to arise.

At that moment, Biyeong tied Min Sangju’s arms behind him.

“Hey, wait! What are you doing?”

With the thought that this could be really dangerous, Min Sangju urgently spoke.

“What do you intend to do with me? When dying, shouldn’t you know the reason?”

Of course, he had no intention of dying willingly; it was a plan to somehow buy time and escape.

“Who said anything about killing?”

“Then why are you doing this to me… Ugh!”

Biyeong silenced Min Sangju by gagging his mouth with a cold voice.

“I will show you hell just the same.”

“Ugh!”

A blue gleam reflected from the sword swept across Min Sangju’s back.

Simultaneously with a moan escaping from Min Sangju’s mouth, a red line of blood rose from his bruised back.

With eyes resembling icicles in the dead of winter, Biyeong looked down at Min Sangju.

“Just enough to ruin your life.”

“Mmm…”

Biyeong grabbed Min Sangju’s bare neck with one hand and lifted him up.

“I’ll keep you alive just enough for you to think that it’s easier to die.”

“Ugh!”

Biyeong’s blade grazed Min Sangju’s arm.

Min Sangju, who had collapsed to the ground, let out another soundless scream.

This time, Biyeong’s gaze reached Min Sangju’s ankles.

Min Sangju’s complexion turned pale as Biyeong seemed to intend to cut the tendons of his leg muscles.

This couldn’t go on. He couldn’t live the rest of his life as a cripple.

Even in the midst of the excruciating pain of flesh being torn, Min Sangju rolled his eyes around to survive.

Then, within reach when he stretched his foot, he spotted a footstool.

As Biyeong approached, Min Sangju fiercely kicked the footstool in front of him.

—Crash!

The flying footstool pierced through the window and loudly shattered the flowerpot in the courtyard.

Footsteps of people rushing from outside to the love room could be heard.

“Sir! Are you okay?!”

Several mansion guards, alerted by the commotion, hurriedly entered the love room.

It didn’t take long for them to confirm the safety of their employer.

“Who the hell are you!”

Biyeong was surrounded by the mansion guards.

Normally, facing about three enemies wouldn’t be a problem, but dealing with several opponents in a narrow space was not an ordinary situation.

As armed mansion guards rushed forward, flashes sparkled with the clashing of blades.
In the early stages, Biyeong held his ground against the mansion guards evenly, but as more guards rushed in due to the commotion, the tide of the fight turned against Biyeong.

One of the guards swung a sword at Biyeong.

“Haat!”

—Clang!

Biyeong clashed with the guard’s sword. As he twirled the sword like a dance, the guards helplessly began to fall to his blade.

However, another guard’s sword quickly targeted Biyeong.

Normally, he would easily evade such attacks, but the situation was different now.

The crowded love room provided no space for Biyeong to dodge or counterattack against the guards’ blades.

The guard’s sword pierced Biyeong’s waist.

“Cough!”

Simultaneously with Biyeong’s groan, a line of red blood flowed from his abdomen.

Min Sangju, who had managed to loosen the gag in his mouth, shouted, “Finish him off!”

Following Min Sangju’s command, the guards rushed at Biyeong in unison.

“Ugh! I thought my leg was broken!”

Yeonwoo muttered to himself in a voice tainted with exhaustion.

Time seemed to fly by, and before she knew it, it was nighttime with a quiet atmosphere settling in.

Roaming around to buy things turned out to be unexpectedly challenging. It felt more difficult than training, at least subjectively.

However, spending time with Choa was surprisingly enjoyable, and it was Yeonwoo’s first time experiencing hanging out with friends and exploring the neighborhood.

Admiring beautiful accessories and tasting delicious food made her feel like a woman of her age, creating a different kind of joy.

Learning to dress up, something that seemed impressive when done by women who usually wore makeup, was a refreshing experience, and despite the fatigue, Yeonwoo’s time with Choa was truly pleasant.

Although her body was exhausted, her heart felt light as she headed home.

“By the way, when did it get so dark…”

Seeing someone worried about her return, Yeonwoo hastened her steps.

“Let’s take a shortcut.”

Yeonwoo, who was originally walking on a wide road, directed her steps towards a narrow alley.

The alley looked darker and more dangerous without people, but it was a shortcut that could quickly take her home.

Having faced a tiger before, encountering local bullies didn’t seem frightening to Yeonwoo.

She must have brought a sword with her. If she encountered trouble, she could just use her scabbard to teach them a lesson.

“Come at me if you dare!”

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