He had believed the priest was there to present the will of a god. That priest, Cale, now acted as the god for Clopeh�s life as he started to speak.

�I will tell you what will happen to you.

Everything is on the top of my palm.�

Clopeh could feel it in his bones.

This person in front of him held his life in his hands.

�So, tell me everything.�

That was what Cale said as he looked toward the shaking Clopeh.

Of course, there was something that Cale had left out.

Clopeh had two options in front of him.

One was to die peacefully.

The other was to die after being tortured some more.

Those were his only options.

Being able to live was not one of them.

Cale sat down on the chair in front of Clopeh and looked down at him. Clopeh continued to shake and avoided Cale�s gaze, however, he could not lower his head.

All he could do was look under Cale�s eyes around the chin area as he continued to shake.

Cale remembered what Choi Han had said before he went off to be treated.

�The Sekka household is a white snake household.�

Cale opened his mouth to speak.

�White Snake.�

Clopeh was the white snake. This white snake that was covered in blood gasped at Cale�s words.

�What is the legend that you were trying to fabricate this time?�

Clopeh realized something.

There really is nothing this person, this esteemed sir, did not know.

He knew everything, including the fabricated legend. JrNovels.com