“There was a definite…ringing.” The woman’s voice turned sentimental like she was reminiscing that moment, “It was such a clear feeling, and I knew that child’s blood was like mine… No, actually…” The woman was so preoccupied with her emotions that she didn’t notice Chi-Hyun turning around and disappearing.

“He surpasses me in—” The woman was interrupted when her body was suddenly lifted; she hadn’t realized that Chi-Hyun had gotten close to her.

“I really don’t get it.” With her now elevated eye level, she heard the chilling voice from below. “Don’t you all know what I think of your kind?”

“Kuh—”

“Still, I held myself back and pretended not to notice,” Chi-Hyun continued. “Shouldn’t you realize that I’m still the same as before and continue your way quietly? Doesn’t that thought cross your mind?”

The woman’s mouth closed and opened, but no sound came out.

“It’s not as if you don’t know the reason why I’m acting this way.” Chi-Hyun’s grip loosened very slightly as a pained groan escaped the woman’s mouth. “How do you expect me to react when you approach me out of the blue and talk about blood and bloodlines?”

“Cough—Cough—”

Chi-Hyun waited for her coughing fit to end before continuing, “I don’t want to know what you feel and what you’re thinking.”

“I just—”

“Also you should talk properly. He isn’t ‘your brother’, but ‘my...