Chapter 17: Primordial Divine Art
Looking into the woman’s eyes, he couldn’t help but think.
Is this bitch about to charge at me with a knife?
Sure, he had kneed her in the face, but was that really enough to warrant this reaction?
Of course she’d be pissed, but wasn’t it really the Black Tiger Sect’s fault? Whether Seojun had run away or fought back normally in that situation, the woman’s circumstances wouldn’t have changed.
“Excuse me.”
“...”
“Did I do something wrong? We were both victims, so why are you acting like this?”
“Did you do something wrong? Ha, something wrong. Are you fucking kidding me?”
Her eyes viciously glared at Seojun. The woman grabbed her collar and pulled it down.
Seojun momentarily froze upon seeing her exposed white skin, but then his eyebrows shot up at the blue and red bruises covering it.
It was clearly evidence of her being beaten, and not just a light beating either. The bruises were so dark that it seemed she might have died if she had been hit just a bit harder.