Chae Nayun sat facing Chae Joochul, who gently smiled at his granddaughter. She clenched her fists on her lap. Chae Joochul remained still and waited for her to speak. The atmosphere didn’t feel heavy at all. In fact, it seemed warm and gentle. Even so, Chae Nayun felt more nervous than ever.

Eventually, she opened her mouth.

“Grandfather, I want to ask something.”

He nodded and her expression stiffened. Chae Joochul hid his expression too. She looked into his eyes as deep and dark as the abyss.

“Do you remember… the Kwang-Oh Incident?”

Chae Joochul didn’t show the slightest hint of emotions and Chae Nayun suddenly grew afraid. However, she didn’t stop.

“Do you remember the countless people you’ve killed, Grandfather?”

She mustered the courage to speak and said everything she knew. The relationship between the association’s chairman and Chae Joochul, the countless people they killed, colluding with djinns, all the schemes to maintain their authority, etc. The thoughts she suppressed erupted one by one.

“Senior Jin Seyeon’s father, Jin Younghwan, must’ve known the association...