Not even a moment later, though, all the young man's previous emotions gradually resurfaced. In addition, they now burned with an even stronger fire than before.
Old people used to say that, when two great enemies face each other, thunder will roar and lightning will crack the sky above. Ultimately, heaven itself will fall and earth will quake, thus signaling a great battle.
Just like that, the air between the two men suddenly became heavy, and an oppressive aura began swirling around them.
The younger man glared at the other, pouring as much hatred in his eyes as he possibly could.
"Do you think that by coming here and bringing flowers, you will ever be able to appease her soul?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"That's between your mother and I. No one else can answer for it, not even you… Ji-Won." the man replied with a composed and unaffected air.
