Im Chan barely managed to hold his composure, but his stomach churned unpleasantly.

The pungent smell of marijuana mixed with the stench of filth made the air almost unbearable.

Having confirmed the existence of drugs in the camp, he decided there was no need to push further.

“My daughter’s having a hard time. Let’s step outside,” he said.

“Of course, sir! Right this way!”

Once outside, Im Chan patted Ji-hyo’s back gently to help her calm down before addressing the man.

“I noticed some people smoking earlier... Is tobacco being distributed here?”

“Oh, no, sir,” the man replied. “It’s a …