When Cheong returned to the large courtyard in front of Jeokgwangjeon, cradling the child, the battlefield was already being organized.

“Kyahhh! I’m hungry! Food! Food! Give me food!”

Meanwhile, a blood demon, tightly bound, was screaming for food, completely unaware of its captured state.
This was, after all, typical behavior for the Blood Sect’s monsters, driven by an endless hunger that dominated their minds. Everyone looked on with disdain as they cleaned up the corpses of the slain blood demons.

While watching this scene, a hand tugged at Cheong's sleeve.

“Seomun Sojeo.”

Seoliri gazed longingly at Cheong’s arms.
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