“Superman?”
“Yes, Superman. A man whose body is made of steel, no matter how much he is beaten. ”
Park Seon-Duk frowned.
“I gave birth to your brother. He’s just a normal kid. But people keep driving your brother to Superman. Are you telling me you want your brother to fix this? That’s not fair! ”
Park Seon-Duk stroked his hand to see if the fever had risen.
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