“Couuuuugh!”

“You’re worse than animals,” Lee Sang-Hee said.

“Kyahhh!”

Lee Seol-Ho screamed in pain while holding his severed arm and the guild’s guides subconsciously screamed. The blood that splattered in the air was unbelievable and the way Lee Seol-Ho painfully rolled on the floor while holding his arm was quite a sight.

During all of this, Lee Sang-Hee was collecting her breath and she was obviously very angry. It didn’t really fit her character, but her reaction was natural since the murderer that killed her family or lover was right in front of her. Even a monk would be angry about it. I was sure that wasn’t the only reason she got angry, though. To her, Lee Seol-Ho was someone she wanted to trust, and she had too much faith in him. I was sure that there were a few things that made her suspicious of him but despite that, she had held all that in and it showed what she thought about Lee Seol-Ho.

“Ha… ha… ha…”

“Ahhh! I… didn’t kill him. It wasn’t me! Sang-Hee… please believe me. You should know better than anyone that I’m not the kind of person to do something like that… ha… hoo…” Lee Seol-Ho said.

“Stop lying. I trusted you. And…and this is the result… of my trust?” she asked angrily.

“I’m telling you I’ve been framed…” he said again.

Lee Seol-Ho became a parrot that repeatedly said...