Chapter 35 · That Day Five Years Ago II

"Over there! Catch that Hwa-in bastard!"

Someone's scream became the fuse.

The banquet hall was turned into a cauldron of frenzy in an instant.

Doors burst open on all sides, and imperial guards clad in steel armor poured in.

The metallic sound of spears and swords being drawn spread savagely, tearing the air of the banquet hall to shreds.

Erhan could not move a single step.

The soles of his feet felt as if they were stuck to the marble floor.

'W-What do I do?'

Blades flashed from all directions, aimed at him.

No gap for escape was visible.

His breath caught, and his fingertips grew cold.

In his blurring vision, Erhan instinctively looked back at the imperial head table.

A gaze, as if asking her to save him, as if asking what he should do now, reached Isadel.

But Isadel too merely looked at Erhan with a face gone…