“Did the vegetable wrap went down the wrong way? I’ll let those crazy words pass this time and consider it as never having been spoken. What the… that doesn’t even make sense.

San lifted his jacket and brushed off the dust. A sense of frustration and anger could be felt through his rough action of brushing off the dust.

“I’m serious. This would be for us. It’s good for Rain as well.”

“So, we should use Rain?” San asked in a slightly elevated voice.

“You know me better than that. Don’t I know that you would never do such a thing to another person?”

“…”

San couldn’t help but stare at Biyeon with his mouth firmly shut. Biyeon continued calmly, “What happened at that last event, Rain’s birthday… Was that something you planned to happen?”

“I don’t want to answer.”

“Damn it!”

“That might be the optimum approach. For her and for us. Also, it may be best for the emperor as well. You know best about this, right?”

“…”

San chose not to answer and swung his jacket as he put it on. Biyeon took a step forward in his direction. Biyeon was so close that San could feel her breath on his skin. However, he didn’t react.

“Rain needs to be helped and kept safe. Furthermore, we need political power and authority. We also need that territory that comes along with the titles.”

“Nonsense!”

“Do you think I like saying this? My insides are...