Chapter 115: So pretentious
"You’re insufferable, old man." Min-Cheol said, marching towards Seo-Jun, who was still held to the shelf by Ki-hoon. "I knew you could never change, but you dare to harm Hyung? What exactly is the color of your heart?"
Ooh, I know. It’s black. His heart was black beyond reason.
Jin-Yeok walked over to me and looked at my arm. It had dark red fingerprints and was also swollen.
Looking at it, he frowned heavily and clicked his tongue.
"How could you do this to Jo-Pil’s fragile body?" He asked. "Don’t you have a conscience?"
"Don’t you have a conscience when you continuously spill blood with those hands of yours and still use it to touch the hands of the person you keep claiming to be so precious?" Seo-Jun retorted and looked at me, expecting a reaction, but to his disappointment, I didn’t react.
News flash, there was no secret between us. At least, no major secrets.
"What the hell?!" He clicked his tongue. "That’s boring."
"I really want to hit you right now." Ki-hoon said. "But I’m holding back because of the treaty."
"Should we just rip up that treaty?" Min-Cheol asked, a murderous glare in his eyes, and once again, I was seeing another side of my innocent Min-Cheol who only ever liked to show me his smiles and child-like character.
"No, please." I intervened. It would be bad news if they broke that treaty, and each of them started acting on their feelings.
