Sama-hyeon.
It seemed there was a time when he was responsible for taking care of orphans.
If it weren’t for Jin Cheon-hee, the boy in front of him would have just lost all those orphans.
The boy had decided to die back then.
That might have been one of the reasons he fell into madness.
"He killed his own family with his own hands."
Hao Munju often enjoyed wearing the masks of boys and girls.
Of course, it was possible that he had killed them himself to wear their masks.
But given that he cherished those masks, perhaps they were the faces of his own family members who had died.
"Everything is just speculation in my head. But..."
He couldn’t let this go on.
Moreover, the family member he had killed with his own hands because it hurt too much.
"Can I save him...?"
Jin Cheon-hee grabbed Sama-hyeon’s wrist.
Thud—it was thicker than it looked.
When Sama-hyeon’s hand was grabbed by Jin Cheon-hee, strength surged and then faded.
Despite his appearance, his grip strength was tremendous, and his speed was so fast it was hard to follow with the eyes.
Fortunately, his internal energy was weak, so if he fought Jin Cheon-hee head-on, he would lose.
But at this distance, he could easily tear off a piece of flesh.
"He’s still a puppy. I don’t need to be scared of him."