Chapter 9: Divine Art (2)
“Hiek...! Heek...! Oh god, I’m dying...!”
Chunbong sprawled on the ground, writhing. This was the price of victory in their game of hide-and-seek with those thugs.
“You need to exercise more. Your stamina isn’t cutting it.”
Seojun clicked his tongue. Of course, Chunbong shot him a fierce glare.
“You...! Cough...! This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t done something crazy!”
“What did I do? Haven’t you heard the saying in murim to be wary of children and women?”
“That’s total crap! Hold up...? That saying means you should be wary of everyone! What, you think we don’t need to be careful around grown men?!”
“Aha, I see. You’re right.”
As he nodded, Chunbong struggled to her feet and spat out sticky saliva mixed with blood.
“I seriously thought I was gonna die...”
After catching her breath for a while longer, she asked as if genuinely curious: