Chapter 170
“...Do you know what my first thought was when I heard about that?”
Yoo Seong-Woon raised both thumbs enthusiastically.
“Wow, that’s amazing. How the hell did he pull it off?”
“You flatter me.”
“I’m not flattering you—I genuinely thought that.”
The hallway meeting at exactly noon was revived just before Yoo Seong-Woon worked himself into the grave. As usual, it was not so much a meeting as it was an informal gathering—with Gio’s special tea and a spread of snacks.
Joo-Hyun, watching Yoo Seong-Woon’s worn-out appearance with pity, cleared her throat.
“Ahem, Gio turned out to be more sociable than I expected.”
“If he’s so sociable, why was he always so desperate to scare people?”
At Yoo Seong-Woon’s pure and snow-white question, the portrait of the Black Cloak replied:
“I did not scare them. They frightened themselves.”
“Wow, look at you, your vocabulary really improved. ‘Frightened themselves’? What kind of expression is that?”