I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

Chapter 124

Noise erupted from all around.

The bustling voices of merchants hawking their wares filled the market, echoing loudly in the air.

When the wind blew, it carried the distinctive, fishy scent of seafood mixed with the salty tang of the ocean. People passing through often pinched their noses against the smell.

Thunk.

Slice.

Yet, on the outskirts of the fish market, things were quieter.

“...?”

The door was flung open violently, and a group of men swaggered in.

There were about a dozen or so of them, and their demeanor made it clear they weren’t here for a peaceful meal.

The owner sighed quietly to herself.

She had chosen this remote spot precisely to avoid attention, but every so often, customers still came—

and occasionally, they were this sort of troublemakers, arriving in droves.

Each time, she gritted her teeth and endured, thinking it was just bad luck. But sometimes, the frustration was too much to bear.

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