After the betrayal by her family and being killed by her blood-related mother, Jiho closed her eyes, seeking an end to her suffering while already ensured to mess their life after she peacefully slept. However, when she opened them again, she found herself in a white room facing her dead master. "You have broken your promise, so as your punishment, you must live in another world until I am satisfied," he declared. Upon reopening her eyes, Jiho found herself in an ancient-looking room, and what was even more shocking was that it was an ABO-type world. In this world, aside from men and women, there were individuals who appeared more delicate than men but could give birth refered as mer. Jiho who hates relationship. What a peculiar fate awaited her?
Their movements, while deliberate, were tinged with the unease of their lower status.
Jiho's calm presence contrasted sharply with the wind that whipped through the tent's gaping roof.
Noticing their deference, Jiho addressed them with a measured tone.
"It's okay, you don't need to bow in front of me." Her voice was soft but carried an undercurrent of authority. She kept her gaze on the table, seemingly absorbed in the papers but clearly aware of the impact of her words.
The four junior generals exchanged brief, puzzled glances. They were slightly stunned by Jiho's casual dismissal of the formality.
The atmosphere grew taut with a blend of surprise and uncertainty. They were not accustomed to such an egalitarian gesture from someone of Jiho's rank.
Madam Chu, always quick to assert tradition and hierarchy, interrupted abruptly.