Chapter 120
“If you keep your mouth like that, you’ll hurt yourself. Tsk tsk. No sense of caution, even though you don’t seem to feel pain.”
The dumpling pressed to her lips was warm. The pressure she had placed on her tightly clenched mouth gave way without meaning to.
As the dumpling entered her mouth, Seop Mugwang’s hand pulled away.
Seolhwa lifted her gaze to look at him.
Seeing her like that, Seop Mugwang rested his chin on his hand and chuckled.
“Well done.”
Her mouth moved, chewing slowly.
“You did well.”
He reached out and patted her head.
“I do not know how many people you’ve killed, or for what reasons, or in what ways. I won’t say it was right. I won’t say what’s past is past and cannot be helped.”
A wrong is still a wrong.
Seolhwa nodded.