Chapter 17

“He’ll be dropping by regularly to check on you. If anything feels off, don’t hide it. Tell him.” “I don’t feel bad anywhere…” Hangyeom trailed off, discreetly brushing his fingers against the back of the bodyguard’s hand. For a split second, his dark eyes flared red. An ordinary human? He tried to draw up his red energy, but there was no pathway to channel it into the man. Pulling his hand back, Hangyeom let his eyes bleed back to their normal pitch-black. The bodyguard, completely devoid of abilities, didn’t catch the flash of crimson.