“S-stop tormenting my grandson!” Choi Myeong-Gil cried out, his breathing became heavy and dangerously shallow.

Kang Jin-Ho ignored the old man and continued to taunt Choi Yeong-Su. “Look at your grandfather. He's like that now because of you. Do you understand me now? I told you that you should not provoke me. This is the price of your actions.”

Jo Gyu-Min watched on silently and bit down on his lower lip. Just why did Kang Jin-Ho come here? What did he want to achieve by doing this? To have a laugh at the wretched state of Choi Yeong-Su and his grandfather?

What a cruel thing to do that was…

Kang Jin-Ho continued. "What do you think, Choi Yeong-Su?"

“...!”

“I asked you, what do you think?”

The fear in Choi Yeong-Su's eyes weakened, and a different emotion eventually broke through—it was rage. "I... I will... kill... you...!"

Kang Jin-Ho smirked deeply. “You think this is the worst that can happen?”

“...?”

“No, it's not. At the very least, you still have a family member to rely on and enough time to restart your life. But the 'hell' I've experienced? Your current reality can't even compare to how hellish it had been.”

“What... are you saying?”

“The reward for overcoming that hell was an opportunity. An opportunity for a new life. And so, I clung to that opportunity and tried to live my life. Then, one day, I remembered you.”

“...?”

"You've fallen to despair as I had. However, who will give you...