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I sat back down and let out a smirk. Beat that. "Back to the lesson. These 5 werewolves were brothers and were immensely powerful. No one dared to approach them. They were greatly appreciated by the villagers." Wait. 5 werewolves? She said there were 6. "Mrs. Kim, I thought you said there were 6 originals?" "Yes I did. I was just about to get to that. There are 6 originals. The 6th original was the oldest and the most powerful. He was the king in the village. He was a greatly appreciated ruler and everyone adored him. He was born March 7, 1079 and his name was Mun Janghyuk." I stopped writing notes and froze. No way in hell was he a greatly appreciated leader. "Our school is lucky his sons are attending this school. I bet your father is very proud of you and your brothers Suho." The teacher praised. "Thank you Mrs. Kim." I turned around and saw a boy with brown hair and a kind face who I was guessing was Suho. "Greatly appreciated? What did he do to gain that title? Tch. I think not." I said. The boy Suho and the teacher were surprised by the rude comment. "What do you even know about Suho Oppa's father?" Asked Hyomin. "A lot more than you. What do you even know about the werewolf king Mrs. Kim? Have you even met the guy.?" I said. 'People know nothing about you.' I heard my kumiho say. 'No kidding.' I told her. "I may not have met him personally but I've heard stories of the great man." Mrs. Kim said. "You obviously know nothing than. From the way your fidgeting In your spot, I can tell you're only trying to give a good impression to the guy behind me. Trust me, I'm probably the one who knows his real side." I told her. "And what exactly do you know about my father?" Suho asked me. 'I know that he's a cold hearted murderer. You probably know nothing of his