Chapter 295. Have a Good Time. Seo Arin, lying on her bed, tossed and turned. These days, she couldn’t sleep. Because she’d started having too many stray thoughts. And the cause of those stray thoughts was none other than Black Scythe. ‘So Black Scythe-nim was Prophet-nim…….’ When she found out Yamtti was an acquaintance of Black Scythe, honestly, she’d been...
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