“Did you say, my son?” Hwang Jeong-Hu slowly asked.

“Yes,” Kang Jin-Ho replied unhesitantly.

“When you said my son, are you sure it was indeed my son?” Hwang Jeong-Hu's voice grew increasingly stiff and cold.

However, Kang Jin-Ho remained unperturbed as he nodded away. “Yes, I'm sure.”

"M-mm..." Hwang Jeong-Hu's expression crumpled. He seemed unsure of how to react. If someone other than Kang Jin-Ho said that, Hwang Jeong-Hu would have unhesitantly lost his cool.

Indeed, he would have raised his voice in anger without a second thought, even if he was talking to the President of South Korea. No matter how weakened he was, Hwang Jeong-Hu was still Hwang Jeong-Hu, after all!

However, he still had one person in this world he found a bit hesitant to do that. And that was Kang Jin-Ho. Not because of the possibility of bodily harm, no, but because he was his benefactor.

Kang Jin-Ho could be thinking that Hwang Jeong-Hu had already repaid all of his debt, but that was not how Hwang Jeong-Hu saw things.

Hwang Jeong-Hu was confined to the hospital bed, watching as his Jaegyeong was being driven toward complete ruination as death closed in on him.

However, Kang Jin-Ho showed up in the nick of time to save him. Nothing Hwang Jeong-Hu could do would be enough to repay that debt. Even if Kang Jin-Ho demanded all the wealth in Hwang Jeong-Hu's name, he would give it up without a moment's...