“We’ll hide here just like we planned yesterday. The kitchen’s too cramped and messy, so they probably won’t choose it for the ritual.”
Wooheon placed a digital clock in the corner of the kitchen, where clutter would help it blend in.
The red numbers glowed in the dark, the only source of light in the room.
“I’m too big, so I’ll stay pressed against the wall. Mr. Lee, you pick a spot with a clearer view. It’s probably going to be too dark to see well.”
He glanced over to where Yueul was positioned.
With only one streetlight by the town hall, the village was almost pitch black.
“Yes, got it!”
“The Wan-in Sect always show up right on time. So if it’s ten minutes past ten and no one’s here, it means they went to a different site. That’s when you can shift back into human form.”
Yueul already knew all this.
Everything was set to begin at 10 p.m.
“Now, I’ll transform into my mamba form and find a good hiding spot.”
