Childhood Friend of the Zenith

Of course, I still couldn’t understand why Mun Do-hyuk had come to my side.

Frankly, I didn’t trust him.

‘Ilcheon Sword might have planted him as a distraction.’

It could be a high-level tactic to shake things up here using a double agent.

Or, in Mun Do-hyuk’s case, would it be a triple agent?

‘Either way....’

Since his decision made no sense to me, trusting him was out of the question.

As I’ve said before, I can’t trust someone with a history of betrayal.

Perhaps aware of my suspicions, Mun Do-hyuk tried to steady his trembling hands and spoke.

“If you wish, I will accept a binding seal... Please, I beg you to accept me.”

He was offering to have a restriction carved into his body—a promise not to be taken lightly.

‘Even so, I still won’t trust him.’