Cheon Sol’s stomach plunged. The guild master’s reaction was all wrong.
He didn’t know the specifics of his mistake, but Cheon Sol was the kind of child who could instinctively sense when a scolding was coming.
Were they going to call the police?
The sound of a gavel echoed in his mind.
Goodbye, twenty million won.
As he imagined his earnings sprouting onion leaves and flying away, Cheon Sol felt his soul trying to leave his body. He had to