Drip.
Something flows from the corner of his mouth.
Ilcheonggeom wipes his mouth with a trembling hand. It was blood. Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
How is the pain? The slapped cheek feels like it’s tearing. It seems feverish, and the burning sensation is intense.
What is this situation? Ilcheonggeom couldn’t understand the current situation.
He’s collapsed. Why is he collapsed?
And. What is that gaze?
Ilcheonggeom looks up at the gaze looking down on him. Blue eyes are peering into him.
The shadowed face shows no expression.
Grrrr. The goosebumps rising on his body gradually tighten around his neck. As strength leaves his body, the killing intent occupying the surroundings is affecting him.
‘Kuh….’
His body stiffens due to the killing intent. It was a disgusting sensation.
He somehow circulates his inner energy. As energy spreads through his body again, his breathing returns. However, the pain remains the same.
‘…Just now.’
What on earth happened? He recalls it repeatedly, but he still doesn’t understand. How exactly…?
With surprised eyes, Ilcheonggeom asks Gu Yangcheon.
“…You bastard. You were hiding your strength.”
Bang-!
“Kehek!”
His head shakes from the impact.
It’s the same this time. He couldn’t perceive what hit him.
“That’s not an answer to my question.”
Gu Yangcheon grabs and fixes Ilcheonggeom’s shaking hair.
“You don’t know?”
“…Wha… What do you mean…?”
What does he mean? Ilcheonggeom couldn’t tell. What he could instinctively know was.
‘Something’s off.’
The Gu Yangcheon in front of him is somehow…