"Me?"
I repeated the Poison King's words, clearly taken aback.
So it's my fault that the relationship between Tang So-yeol and the Poison King has become strained?
I couldn't understand what he meant, so I just stared at him blankly. The Poison King, wearing a conflicted expression, continued speaking.
"No, I misspoke… To be precise, it’s not entirely your fault."
"And that means…?"
"The last time I saw her, my daughter looked unusually troubled."
Can’t hustle a hustler.
K