Chapter 45: The Serpent Woman

e was as cold as ice. My mother suffered greatly during the day and twitched incessantly at night. As her son, how could I bear to see my mother in such pain!" As he spoke of his sorrow, tears welled...sobering soup."Little rascal! Your guts have grown fat, not only daring to refuse me, but also drinking like that. It seems I've spoiled you too much. I should lock you up." Though she said that, and...