“N-no, I, back then… I-I didn’t know he would die… h-he was still breathing then.” Watching Seungmin stammer out excuses like a madman, Yeonsu knew she had hit her mark. She could never win against him in a physical fight, but if she could shatter his composure, she might create an opening to escape. With that in mind, Yeonsu desperately focused her ability, reading the man’s memories. In that instant, she saw Hwang Seungmin at a loss, caught in a hit-and-run incident unknown to the public. Reading the guilt on his face in the memory, Yeonsu instinctively brought it up. Provoking a man with nothing to lose was a gamble for her, too.