Aadi narrowed his eyes as he cursed, "Damn woman, don't think I won't be able to do anything. Don't forget who I am."
The moment Aadi had heard the voice, he knew he was trapped in this hall, so he just casually sat on the floor.
The woman who had spoken first laughed, hearing Aadi, and said, "Fufufu, aiyo, I'm really forgetful. Why don't you remind me of who you are?"
Aadi then made a face as if he was deeply hurt and put his hand on his chest as he said emotionally, "What a cruel world; you don't even remember your own son now. You really are a heartless mother."
Aadi's mother replied as her voice echoed in the hall, "Don't blame the mother, boy. After all, anyone would forget someone if they never even came back home and just wandered around."
Aadi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "It's not like that, Ma. I came back so many times, right?"
