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“Master,” I said.
“Heh… hehe…heh… hahahahahahaha!” Song Soo-Kyung laughed.
“Master?” I repeated.
“Heh… hahahahaha! Ahahahahahaha!” Song Soo-Kyung continued laughing.
He burst out into a peal of laughter. He seemed to be thinking that he was letting out some grand, maniacal laugh, but the sight only made him look more pitiful in my eyes. There wasn’t a shred of real power in his laughter.
‘He really looks pathetic.’
His voice lacked volume, and he sounded not even the least bit cool.
Instead of sounding bold, he sounded sly or petty.
Of course, it was creepy in its own way. The floor was soaked in blood, and he stood among rotting corpses, but his thin, petty laugh was completely different from the way Jung Jin-Ho used to laugh when he hunted Young Death.
‘The fact that he’s sincere makes him even more pathetic.’
“Heh… hehehehe… hahahahahaha!”
‘What a dork, acting like he’s having fun all by himself, and his followers are right there… Shouldn’t he try not to show them this side of him?’
Not even Jung Jin-Ho’s rebellious phase was this bad.
‘Why is he leaning...
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