I Became the Owner of the Heavenly Flower Palace

Jincheon frowned.

The discomfort he felt showed plainly on his face—and in that moment, a furious shout thundered into his ears.

“You still haven’t left—what are you waiting for?!”

The man’s scolding was directed at the women referred to as the Heavenly Flame—Gi Seoran and Po Eunryeong.

But the two of them, still kneeling behind Jincheon, didn’t so much as twitch.

What that meant was clear.

When they first entered the Palace, Jincheon had said that he would go in with them.

“You.”

Jincheon spoke quietly.

Perhaps it was an act of youthful defiance.

Maybe it was the fatigue of a long journey, the aftermath of a night filled with harrowing events—maybe it had worn down his self-control.

Whatever the reason, Jincheon felt the need to say something.