He looked at each of them, his gaze cutting like a blade. "And why? Because you wanted her all to yourselves. You didn't want her to have anyone else to lean on. Not her family, not her people—only you. That's why you twisted her life, broke her soul, and forced her into isolation."
The brothers stood frozen, their faces a mix of guilt and anger as the Old Master turned his attention to Jihoon. "And you… you claim to have sacrificed your child for her? How noble of you."
Then his gaze shifted to Kyung-woo again. "But your wife—your wife can't come back, can she? You sacrificed her too. And now look at you. You think this broken life is a result of fate? No. It's because you couldn't stand her having anyone else. You wanted her to rely only on you, and now you're all left with nothing."
The Old Master sneered, turning his gaze to Kyung-soo. "And you… that pretty face of yours? Scarred by your own actions, by your own selfishness."
