
To the weak-ass clowns crying about regret—miss me with that pathetic energy. This manhwa wasn’t made for tissue-soft readers who flinch at a shadow. The title screamed what it was, loud and clear. If your pea-brain couldn’t catch the vibe from chapter one, that’s Darwinism in action. This isn’t your safe space, princess. Pack your feelings and bounce—real ones only past this point.
Naughty kitten, didn’t Daddy warn you not to tease him with those placeho...