I Became the Owner of the Heavenly Flower Palace

Maybe it was just a coincidence.

But in the very moment the Oracle’s voice felt unbearably sweet, that man’s voice echoed vividly in Jincheon’s ear.

“You’re responsible for your own life. Stop playing around and try doing something. No one’s going to live it for you in this harsh world, so don’t regret it later. Understand?”

Right now, the Oracle was telling him that all the burdens of life were an exception for the Red Dragon.

But what that man said was right.

No one lives your life for you.

In the end, regret, responsibility, pride, and fulfillment—every one of them—falls on your own shoulders.

And Jincheon had seen it clearly.

That the Red Dragon, who was supposed to make the world more beautiful and forgiving, would eventually end up stabbed and full of regret.

“If you go through it yourself and still learn nothing—are you even human?”

Jincheon let out a bitter smile without realizing it.

“Well, I mean... got it. I guess.”