“Okay…”

The old man leaned back and closed his eyes. 

“Run along.” 

“I’ll take my leave now, Your Majesty.” 

The man, Junkyung Dera, took a deep bow and took a step backward. He was the second prince, the person who had the highest chance of becoming the next emperor, as well as the person who had the Jung-Ha Clan as his in-laws. This meeting was held once every four months; it was so difficult and terrifying that it sent chills down one’s spine. 

The emperor always looked out for himself. He knew every single thing, and he constantly checked everything. The abilities of his successors… The emperor was very cautious when it came to deciding who his successor was. He knew better than anyone else that picking the wrong person would lead to the downfall of the empire, as well as the beginning of a disaster. 

Junkyung Dera had a premonition - Rain might become the secretary general to the next emperor… He was not sure how to establish a relationship with that younger sibling of his. Junkyung turned his head to the left and right. 

The shocking change of his son, Gun, as well as the words he blurted out when he went back to the Han-Sung Clan, flashed across his mind. 

“Never be hostile. They have...