Thwack. A hand braced on the window ledge. Jioh watched younger brother Gyeon Riok vault the window with ease. He perched on the sill and flicked his shoes off—thunk, thunk. If you wear shoes indoors, the ancestors will shout “you rascal.” “Those damned old geezers. They turned me into a rag. Do you even know how much this jacket costs?”...
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