Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Beauty and Masked Beast

Hw.a.n.g Hyunae's sugar daddy— that was the ident.i.ty Lee Soohyun recognized the male in front of her with. A smirk sat upon his face whilst he stepped forward— standing in the middle of two immobilized man.

"Jung Beomsoo," Minhyun repeated.

A smirk formed on Minhyun's face whilst he voiced out, "I expected you to be behind this, Jung Beomsoo. Finally you're coming out of that sh.e.l.l you're hiding in."

Stepping closer to the man, Minhyun vocalised, "You took a wrong step though. Stepping out of the sh.e.l.l will be extremely fatal for you."

Lee Soohyun almost let out a squeal at how charming Minhyun sounded with his deep voice. Then realizing how serious the situation was, Soohyun immediately fixed her expression and glared at Jung Beomsoo— the only way she could attack him at this moment.

A chuckle left Jung Beomsoo's mouth, and he said, "Han Minhyun, as proud as always I see."

Han Minhyun took a step back, and running his hand through his hair, he vocalised, "I think I have earned this unlike certain someone."

Han Minhyun's face showed a mocking grin, and Jung Beomsoo immediately jumped away from his place. At where he stood previously, hard ice was visible.

"I must comment that your reflexes had gotten better. Too bad, after a few years, your age would make you unable to fight," Han Minhyun commented.

Drawing out his sword, Jung Beomsoo immediately rushed towards Minhyun, and before Soohyun could properly see him move, the man was in front of Han Minhyun, holding the sword near his neck.

'Does he travel at the speed of light or something?'

"Han Minhyun, those few years are enough for me to destroy you," Jung Beomsoo vocalised.

Then, Jung Beomsoo looked behind Han Minhyun, and seeing Soohyun, he voiced out, "Now that you have found your fated one, this gives me more than one opening."

Han Minhyun chuckled and said, "I have lots of openings."

Leaning closer to Jung Beomsoo, Minhyun whispered, "What matters is whether or not you can reach them."

Feeling slightly angered and challenged by Minhyun's words, Jung Beomsoo attempted to slash Minhyun's neck. Before that could happen, Minhyun held the man's hand, and with a bend and twist, Minhyun broke his wrist. The loud sound could be heard all throughout the room.

Minhyun then grabbed the sword from his hand and voiced out, "Your impulsiveness still remains."

Turning back, Han Minhyun faced Lee Soohyun, and handing her the sword, he said, "Take care of it, and no matter what, don't loosen your grip on it."

Staring at the sword, Lee Soohyun nodded. Soohyun's eyes widened when she saw Beomsoo extending his nails in order to attack Minhyun, and she exclaimed, "Behind you!"

Before Junghyun Beomsoo could insert his claws through Minhyun's chest, Minhyun gripped his hand, and using his power, he started freezing Beomsoo's hand. Frost formed around Beomsoo's hand, and feeling the sudden coldness, Beomsoo hurriedly reached into his pocket for the lighter.

Behind his back, he turned on the lighter. Before Minhyun could stop him, Jung Beomsoo threw it towards the furniture. A laugh left Beomsoo's mouth whilst he saw the furniture being engulfed by the red flame.

"Han Minhyun, you did not think I had only these methods, did you?" The man questioned.

Han Minhyun chuckled and said, "Such an obvious attack."

That's when the fire alarms in the storeroom began ringing, and the fire sprinkler rained water all over the furniture. The flames were being decreased by Han Minhyun, and all the water were frozen up into ice by Han Minhyun. 

The sudden decrease in temperature made Lee Soohyun shiver, and rubbing her arms, she attempted to warm herself up. However, it was of no use; Lee Soohyun felt as if she was inside a refrigerator. Her teeth clattered.

Han Minhyun turned back, and releasing his grip on the man's wrist, Minhyun removed his coat. Placing it over Soohyun's shoulder, Minhyun secured it around her. She buried herself in the coat's warmth.

"Bear with it for little longer. I'll finish this fast," Minhyun vocalised whilst taking out a lighter from his hand and handing it to Soohyun.

Lee Soohyun nodded whilst accepting the lighter from Han Minhyun. Switching the lighter on, Soohyun bought the bright fire close to her, and the warm that it brought— although it wasn't a lot— made her feel comforted.

Jung Beomsoo felt anger rise within him— more towards him than Minhyun. How could he have missed the fire sprinkler? He had dug his own grave.

Minhyun derided, "What a fool!"

Seeing that the situation was not favorable for him, Jung Beomsoo decided to retreat. Han Minhyun was still too powerful, and he alone would not be able to defeat him.

The window gla.s.s behind Soohyun shattered and Soohyun let out a scream. The gla.s.s shards flew across the room, and closing her eyes, Soohyun ducked her neck. Snapping his fingers, Minhyun made the gla.s.s shards stop, and the gla.s.s shards dropped down onto the floor.

A breath of relief left Lee Soohyun's mouth when she saw that.

Through the window, two men flew in, and turning back, Han Minhyun's eyes sharpened. They had their fangs elongated, and saliva dripped down their fangs.

Both of their hair were messy, and deep dark circles were present under their eyes. They were dressed in dark clothing, which was torn at multiple parts, and a bloodthirsty glint was present in both of their eyes. As both of them scrambled into the storeroom, they did not appear to be in their senses.

Lee Soohyun turned her head to see who it was, and seeing how horrendous the creatures in front of her looked, a gasp left Soohyun's mouth. Holding the sword and lighter close to her, she scanned the scene in front of her whilst her body shivered.

"Ferals," Han Minhyun enunciated.

"What do you think, Han Minhyun? One man's trash is another man's treasure," Jung Beomsoo gloated.

Hearing the word 'Ferals', Lee Soohyun recalled about what she had read in the book the other day, and upon realizing something, her eyes widened. Ferals preferred the blood of the Yellow Clan, and Soohyun was a member of Yellow Clan.

As Soohyun had expected, the two of them came towards her, and closing her eyes, Soohyun, coming to her own defense, swung the sword around randomly. Now that Soohyun was swinging the sword, Soohyun found it heavy, and it was hard for her to control it.

When she felt that the sword pierced through something, Soohyun opened her eyes gradually and saw that the sword went through one of the Ferals' chests. A bright smile formed on Soohyun's face, and she felt proud of herself.