Chapter: 110
The woman was beautiful.
She wasn�t very tall, but her skin was as pale as snow, and her long, hanging hair was as shiny as silk and was dark as pitch black.
Her eyelashes were very long when they were slightly lowered, and the eyes set below them were black and clear and seemed to clear the heart of the viewer.
The woman wore a light blue top engraved with a peacock feather pattern, and a waist skirt was layered over the lower skirt, which was elegant and attractive.
The woman walked alone in the flower garden in full bloom.
The garden, which has been nurtured with great care by skilled gardeners for many years, is reminiscent of the kingdom of heaven, with numerous flowers blooming in harmony.
�Haa��
The woman suddenly sighed.
Her face was full of sorrow.
The woman reached out her white hand and caressed a blooming flower.
Pssh!
She said she was careful to touch it, but the petals crumbled in an instant and turned into dust.
�Haa��
It was the second time for the woman to sigh as she raised her hand.
An old woman who appeared to be in her sixties entered the garden.
She was an impressive old woman with a gray robe reminiscent of a jackdaw and her bubbly eyes. The whole body of the old woman walking in with the monster in her hand as a staff felt a tremendous sense of intimidation.
As soon as she saw the old woman, the woman bowed her head.
�Master!�
�Are you alone again, Seol-ran?�
�I was outside because the breeze felt so nice.�
�You�re needlessly sentimental as always.�
�I�ve been working hard all this time. Can�t I use this amount of free time?�
An ordinary person would not be able to raise their voice just by looking at the old woman�s eyes, but the woman answered with a calm expression without any sign of nervousness.�
�Do you still resent me?�
�I don�t resent you. My life is on the line for this, so I would have liked it if you excused me from it..�
�You�re taking quite the high and mighty tone. I have fucking brought you in when you were just a child begging on the streets. I have washed, fed you good food, and even taught you the very martial arts that made you who you are today. And after all that, you want to be excused?!�
The eyes of the old woman over sixty shone more fiercer than that of a tiger.
The woman frowned slightly.
The old woman�s eyes did not threaten the woman at all. But the old woman was her master.
Had it not been for the old woman, the woman might have died of starvation, or she might have been living a miserable life as a plaything for a rich man. JrNovels.com