The Terminally Ill Young Master of the Baek Clan

Whik— Tak.

Yi-gang continued tossing the item left behind by the Ugly Buddha, repeatedly catching it.

Swish— Tak.

Of course, he wasn’t using his hands to toss it; instead, he kicked it up with his foot.

It might be disrespectful to treat someone else’s belonging like this.

And he was also aware that he didn’t look very dignified doing so. So Yi-gang kicked the item up onto the table.

Then, he sat down in front of the table.

“…”

It was a silver coin.