The Carnal Aesthete

The man who introduced himself as Gu Pyung-hwa remained calm when he saw the 'meat' Kwak Sang had caught. If it had been someone else, they would have seen Gwak Sang holding a sword and screamed in panic to be spared. "Do you know how much money you haven't paid? A whopping 180 million, you bastard." Gu Pyung-hwa licked his lower lip with his tongue. "Kind of?" Gu Pyung-hwa smacked his lips. "How about this? The debt you killed for the bastard, you pay it with your body." Guo Sang kicked Gu Pyeong-hwa again and lifted his leg. Gu Pyeonghwa hurriedly made an excuse. "You said you have no ability to pay off the debt. But look at your body. Everything that comes out front and back, and the red spot is so big, it looks like milk might come out." Kwak Sang dismissed Gu Pyung-hwa's proposal with a single word. "Damn it."