Chapter 12. A Late-Blooming Thief Is All the More Fearsome (6)

After waiting until the pink tint had faded from her hair, Dokgo Ryeong headed to the quarters where Namgung Woncheong was staying.

‘…This should be enough, right?’

After confirming that her hair had turned red again, Dokgo Ryeong knocked on the door.

“Old man, are you in there?”

“Come in.”

With Namgung Woncheong’s permission, Dokgo Ryeong stepped inside.

“Ah, it’s the red-haired big sister!”

“…Soso’s here too.”

“Don’t even speak to my granddaughter.”

Namgung Woncheong glared at Dokgo Ryeong, radiating a murderous aura...