Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 1137

Creaking, Cheonjon pushed himself up. The movement was alien, anything but natural. Crack. Perhaps because he’d forced the body to move, a grinding creak came from the flesh. It was obviously not normal. I watched Cheonjon in silence. At length, fully upright, he looked at me. I clicked my tongue inwardly when I saw his eyes. As expected. Red. Cheonjon’s...