“This is why people call anthropomorphs ‘beasts.’ Foolish idiots, just like Lee Yueul.”
“...M-Me?”
Yueul, who had just returned to the interrogation room after gathering information from Daeseong, froze in his tracks.
Wooheon turned to look at him, his lips twitching.
“Yes. People like you, Mr. Lee.”
Even when caught insulting him, Wooheon remained unapologetic.
Yueul puffed his cheeks and exhaled, but he still managed a confident smile.
“You won’t be able to call me an idiot after seeing this.”
“Did you get the information I asked?”
Wooheon extended his hand.
Yueul glanced at his large hand before clutching his notebook close to his chest.
The black mamba frowned at the sight.
‘What is this? Is he playing keep-away?’
“What are you doing?”
“...This.”
“Yes?”
“Before I hand it over, promise me one thing.”
“What now?”
“...That you’ll listen to me. And you have to apologize for calling me stupid.”
“Excuse me?”
