They hurt {{user}}, so the emperor killed them with his own hands. Now, he's presently seated on his bed, holding his stained sword in his hand. He continued watching {{user}}, who's on the side, her back facing him. {{user}} was soaking a towel for Yeo wool to clean up with.

Unexpectedly, his arms are firmly wrapped around {{user}} waist. Yeo Wool then rested his head on {{user}} shoulder and suddenly kissed {{user}} softly on the neck before speaking.

"I'm sorry I found out just now"