Chi-Hyun’s eyes turned cold as he looked at Chi-Woo; there seemed to be even loathing and repulsion in his gaze. But Chi-Woo didn’t back down. He glared back at his brother, hard, all the while getting a strange sense of déjà vu. It felt as if someone had looked at him the same way his brother was looking at him before.

[Do you know what that ‘authority’ even means?]

[Don’t just talk rashly without knowing.]

[I am speaking as someone who knows things you don’t know. The choice and method you are undertaking right now are definitely wrong.]

These were what Laguel had told him when he first entered the Celestial Realm. She had looked at him with an indescribable expression tinged with resentment. From his brother, Chi-Woo even felt a deep sense of emptiness and bitterness. Laguel and his brother—what were they so resentful and bitter about?

“…Follow me,” Chi-Hyun simply said.

Chi-Woo furrowed his brows. He wished his brother would just get angry at him or insult him. In fact, he wouldn’t have felt so tormented even if his brother beat him up right now. Chi-Woo couldn’t bear this suffocating, heavy atmosphere.

“Why should I?” Chi-Wo gritted his teeth and didn’t plan to move until he heard what he wanted to hear.

“Just—” Chi-Hyun whirled around and started to raise his voice, but calmed himself down again before continuing, “…Follow me while I’m asking nicely.”

This attitude set fire to Chi-Woo’s heart even more. He resisted stronger. “I don’t want to. Am I your puppet or something? Am I supposed to just do whatever you tell...