57 Chapter 57 - Seo Joong, During a Hot Summer Day (3)

Translated by: ShawnSuh

Edited by: SootyOwl

Seo Joong made a high pitched, slightly nasally sound, "That's harsh. Are you saying that your readers are reading your lies? Mr. Woo, I'm hurt. I feel lonely."

Dong Gil's expression grew darker, but Juho added as stared at Seo Joong, who claimed to be a reader who had been hurt by him, "You have to let me finish. There's always truth in a book. Don't be sad."

"Please, explain," Seo Joong asked as he kept acting. Only, he was looking at Juho with eyes sparkling with interest.

"Let's say an artisan potter makes some pottery," Juho said slowly. "It doesn't matter what he makes. When people see it, they won't think of it as a lie."

They probably wouldn't even doubt it. The same went for the potter. He didn't doubt whether what he had made was real or not. However, authors were different.

"An author writes a novel about an artisan potter. He, too, is a potter, no matter what he makes."