Veins bulged like writhing snakes across Yongban’s face, his expression twisted into something resembling a demon. His entire countenance was so bloodshot and inflamed it looked as though the vessels might burst at any moment.

“You—wretched—WOMAN!”

What Demon Sorceress? To claim that this chaos was the doing of the Demon Sorceress suddenly appearing and slaughtering his men was a laughable excuse—so ridiculous it didn’t even warrant pretending to believe it.

The vanguard, unaware that Cheong had stolen Yongban’s whistle, found the sudden appearance of the Demon Sorceress baffling but didn’t know enough to question it. Yongban, however, who had been …