They were busy tormenting him to their heart’s content. Caught between Murong Hui-ah and Tang Soyeol, I could see Jegal Hyeok withering away in real time. Liaoning, Sichuan—does it really matter that much? To me, it didn’t look like it mattered at all, no matter what. But to them, it didn’t seem that way. Thanks to that, only Jegal Hyeok...
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