“I will head back first.”
As the town of Western Village came into view in the distance, Bi-hyeon acted quickly. I nodded silently, and Tang Hye-seo did not stop him.
“Don’t say anything to my aunt. I’ll report to her myself tomorrow. Just rest at the detached houses and find out how the Underworld Information Clan is moving.”
Only after Bi-hyeon disappeared did I feel at ease and take Tang Hye-seo’s hand. When I tried to pull her into my arms, Tang Hye-seo stared at me intently. Her cold yet beautiful face, reminiscent of winter, was bathed in the moonlight, making her utterly enchanting.
Even the way her martial arts uniform fluttered in the gentle breeze made her look like a celestial maiden who had just descended to earth. With her large, elegant eyes, she studied my probably dazed expression and asked.
“I heard you stopped by the Deep Fragrance Pavilion a few times?”
“Huh? Oh. For Underworld Information Clan business.”
“Why didn’t you look for me?”
“Well…”
I was about to answer without thinking, but her hand holding mine tightened slightly. I knew instinctively. I had to choose my words carefully.