The curled up Cale was looking at Choi Han with a vicious glare. Choi Han who had made the hole erased his aura from his fingertip with an awkward smile.
Cale shook his head side to side as he mouthed silently. A small candle was flickering in the darkness.
�Choi Han, there are no rats, right?�
Choi Han nodded his head.
�Yes, Cale-nim, there are no rats in the ceiling.�
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