"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."

If he meant the last time, then it must have been the event Tang So-yeol mentioned—two years ago.

"And so, at the time, I naturally assumed …