“Grrrrraaa—!!!” Young Lord Baek screamed. He tried to thrash somehow, but the face pinned underfoot stayed fixed. “Y-you… you bastard—!!!” “Ah, this punk is noisy.” Kradududuk—!! “Grrrr-aaah!!!” Gu Yangcheon pressed down harder with his foot. Kkadeuk—! Something cracked in Young Lord Baek’s face. “Don’t open that mouth carelessly. You’re making me want to rip it apart.” “Hhuh… ggurrrr….” “Do you...
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