Chapter: 1851

�Fuck! Am I really his son? No other parent would treat their child like this.�

Bam!

Tang Ik-gi slammed his fist into a nearby tree. In his anger, he hit the tree without thinking, causing horrible pain to go through his wounds.

�Keuk!�

Tang Ik-gi groaned, his mouth wide open.�

The pain was so intense tears began to well up in his eyes.

He squatted down, hoping for the pain to subside.�

He felt aggrieved, frustrated, and angry.�

Tears began to stream down his face.

Tang Ik-gi lowered his head and wiped the tears away.

�Damn it!�

He looked around.

Luckily, no one was there.

He would have been extremely embarrassed if anyone had seen him.

Tang Ik-gi quickly composed himself and headed for the workshop.

Since the Cheolsan Workshop was located far away from their manor, his father, Tang Cheolsan, rarely visits unless there was a special occasion.

For Tang Ik-gi, the workshop was his only refuge.

As soon as Tang Ik-gi arrived at the Cheolsan Workshop, he immediately started giving out orders.�

�Why is this place so dirty?�

�Why haven�t you organized the iron bars?�

Tang Ik-gi berated the craftsmen and apprentices.

�Yes! We will clean it up right away.�

�We apologize for our mistake.�

The craftsmen and apprentices quickly tidied up the workshop under Tang Ik-gi�s watchful eye.

Tang Ik-gi watched them with his arms crossed.

�Worthless bastards!�

Tang Ik-gi cursed them in his mind.

It seemed like without him watching over them, the workshop wouldn�t function properly.

Later on, Tang Ik-gi noticed that one person was missing.

�Huh? Where did that guy go?� JrNovels.com