“Soyoung?”

The man’s lips distorted into a sneer.

“Are you still using that name?”

“What’s wrong with it? It's the name given to her by her father. Also, stop changing the subject. What did you do to Soyoung?”

“I did nothing. The kid dared to travel around enemy territory without fear. So I was going to discipline her. Of course, some weirdo got in the way...”

When the man thought about Sungyoon, he unconsciously glanced at his wrist, where Sungyoon had grabbed him.

A short while ago, his wrist had been red. It had made the man realize Sungyoon possessed considerable power.

‘That son of a bitch! I’ll kill him next time I meet him!’

The man inwardly honed the sword of revenge.

“Didn’t I tell you before? Leave Soyoung alone.”

“I’ll say this again. Your child was alone, walking through enemy territory. How could I ignore that? What happens if she leaks information about us? If not for that, that dirty blooded—”

Ssssk!

Plu-El’s sword moved closer to the man’s neck, and blood flowed out from the small wound.

“If you refer to Soyoung by those words...”

“What? Are you going to kill me?”

Plu-El didn’t say anything and just further pressed the blade into his neck.

A murderous intent flashed in the man’s eyes. His hands twitched as if he was about to use his weapon against Plu-El.

Ssssk.

However, the worst-case scenario did not occur as Plu-El retracted her sword.

She unsummoned her sword...