Chapter: 1983

Deung Mochang was there leaning against a rock with his tongue hanging out.�

His face was discolored, and his eyes rolled at the back of his head.�

Deung Mochang was dead.�

A red cord-like creature was coiled around Deung Mochang�s ankle.

�A snake?�

A tiny snake, that shimmered like a red jewel, had bitten Deung Mochang on the ankle.

The potency of the snake�s venom was evident from the fact that Deung Mochang died instantly upon being bitten.

�My dear!�

Dae Juhwa cried out at her husband�s death.

At that moment, Pyo-wol spoke in a low voice,

�Come back, Gwiya.�

Hiss!

The red snake quickly slithered back towards Pyo-wol.

Only then did Dae Juhwa realize that Pyo-wol had incited the snake to kill her husband.

�Y-You! You evil bastard! You ordered that snake to kill my husband!�

Filled with anger, Dae Juhwa lunged at Pyo-wol with all her might.

Thud!

At that moment, Pyo-wol kicked away the bonfire, causing Dae Juhwa to be covered in embers and ashes.

�AHHH!�

With ash in her eyes, Dae Juhwa screamed and swung her weapon wildly.

Pyo-wol looked at her and said,

�I don�t know how you�ve managed to survive this long with such skill.�

�Where are you?! I�ll kill you!�

Dae Juhwa swung her weapon towards the direction where she heard Pyo-wol�s voice. However, her strike was in vain, as it only passed through empty air.

Swish!

Dae Juhwa�s frantic swings stopped dead in their tracks.�

An eerie cutting sound came from her shoulder.

�AHHHH!�

Dae Juhwa screamed her lungs out, her vocal cords on the verge of rupturing.�

Her arm, holding the weapon, had been severed from the shoulder. Blood was gushing out nonstop from the severed shoulder. JrNovels.com