Chapter: 1215
�W-Wait! I was wrong! I will return the horse so please forgive me!�
He desperately begged, forgetting his face.��
No dignity as the captain of the Golden Mountain Manor defense corps could be found with his tearful appearance.
Sueuk!
Even though Geum Woo-sin begged for forgiveness, the phantom dagger did not stop inching closer to his neck.�
�I�ll return your horse! I�ll also give you enough compensation! So please forgive me!�
Geum Woo-sin knelt down and continued to beg.
Only then did the phantom dagger that had been digging into his neck stop. But it was still too early for him to breathe a sigh of relief.
Pyo-wol�s phantom dagger was still on his neck, ready to decapitate Geum Woo-sin at any moment.�
Geum Woo-sin hurriedly took out the pouch he had in his pocket and offered it to Pyo-wol.
It was a pouch containing 100 gold coins. This was all of Geum Woo-sin�s accumulated wealth, which he had tenaciously collected and saved.�
However, no matter how precious the gold was, it couldn�t be compared to his life.
�Please spare me, my lord! I was blinded by greed and coveted your lordship�s horse! Please forgive me!�
He grabbed Pyo-wol by the hem of his pants and begged.
Pyo-wol looked at Geum Woo-sin without a word.
He felt strange because it was his first time experiencing it.
Most of the warriors he had dealt with so far considered pride and face more important than life. They would rather die than bow their heads. However, Geum Woo-sin was the opposite.
He possessed the attitude and mentality that it would be okay for him to lose face as long as it could save his life. It felt rather fresh.
Pyo-wol looked at the defense corps warriors.
Maybe it�s because three people have already been killed by Pyo-wol, but the defense corps warriors couldn�t even dare to attack.
Pyo-wol noticed that their organizational skills were like grains of sand.
They showed no loyalty towards Geum Woo-sin. It was just a relationship based on money.
Pyo-wol collected his phantom daggers and said,
�The next time I see you again, I�ll cut your throat.�
�Yes, yes! It will never happen!�
Geum Woo-sin nodded repeatedly.
When Pyo-wol flicked his hand, the phantom daggers that were stuck in the bodies of the defense corps warriors were retrieved. Seeing this, the warriors were once again astonished. For them, it was a skill that they could not have dared to imagine.
�Oh my! It�s telekinesis!�
�Crazy bastard! He changed horses with someone like that?�
They thought it was a miracle that Geum Woo-sin�s head was still attached to his neck. JrNovels.com
He desperately begged, forgetting his face.��
No dignity as the captain of the Golden Mountain Manor defense corps could be found with his tearful appearance.
Sueuk!
Even though Geum Woo-sin begged for forgiveness, the phantom dagger did not stop inching closer to his neck.�
�I�ll return your horse! I�ll also give you enough compensation! So please forgive me!�
Geum Woo-sin knelt down and continued to beg.
Only then did the phantom dagger that had been digging into his neck stop. But it was still too early for him to breathe a sigh of relief.
Pyo-wol�s phantom dagger was still on his neck, ready to decapitate Geum Woo-sin at any moment.�
Geum Woo-sin hurriedly took out the pouch he had in his pocket and offered it to Pyo-wol.
It was a pouch containing 100 gold coins. This was all of Geum Woo-sin�s accumulated wealth, which he had tenaciously collected and saved.�
However, no matter how precious the gold was, it couldn�t be compared to his life.
�Please spare me, my lord! I was blinded by greed and coveted your lordship�s horse! Please forgive me!�
He grabbed Pyo-wol by the hem of his pants and begged.
Pyo-wol looked at Geum Woo-sin without a word.
He felt strange because it was his first time experiencing it.
Most of the warriors he had dealt with so far considered pride and face more important than life. They would rather die than bow their heads. However, Geum Woo-sin was the opposite.
He possessed the attitude and mentality that it would be okay for him to lose face as long as it could save his life. It felt rather fresh.
Pyo-wol looked at the defense corps warriors.
Maybe it�s because three people have already been killed by Pyo-wol, but the defense corps warriors couldn�t even dare to attack.
Pyo-wol noticed that their organizational skills were like grains of sand.
They showed no loyalty towards Geum Woo-sin. It was just a relationship based on money.
Pyo-wol collected his phantom daggers and said,
�The next time I see you again, I�ll cut your throat.�
�Yes, yes! It will never happen!�
Geum Woo-sin nodded repeatedly.
When Pyo-wol flicked his hand, the phantom daggers that were stuck in the bodies of the defense corps warriors were retrieved. Seeing this, the warriors were once again astonished. For them, it was a skill that they could not have dared to imagine.
�Oh my! It�s telekinesis!�
�Crazy bastard! He changed horses with someone like that?�
They thought it was a miracle that Geum Woo-sin�s head was still attached to his neck. JrNovels.com
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