Cho Kihyun must've thought without Yoon Seoyul there was no one else to protect Cheon Areum, but the one who was the most protective of Cheon Areum wasn't Yoon Seoyul or anyone else. It was Kim Sangmin.
As if he would hand over Cheon Areum's skill to anyone. Not even Yoon Seoyul qualified to take anything that belonged to Cheon Areum. The idea of him letting Cheon Areum die was way out of the question. Lowering his eyes to Kihyun once more, he dipped his fingers into his chest, making him grunt uncontrollably. Cold sweat clung to his face as he breathed with his mouth. The most effort he made was to grab Cheon Areum's hand that was on his chest, nails diving into the flesh.
"Should I let you in on a secret to lessen your pain?"
Cheon Areum spoke in a monotone.
"The only reason you're still breathing isn't really because I love to torture people. I was only planning to keep my promise to Yoon Seoyul to not ever kill anyone. That's why I gave you so many chances."
