“Yu-Seong, you brat. Are you possibly feeling envy and jealousy toward Kim Do-Jin?” Choi Woo-Jae frowned deeply and asked. Considering that Yu-Seong had shown inferiority complexes before, Choi Woo-Jae’s guess was not strange.

“Not at all.”

“…” When Yu-Seong shook his head, Woo-Jae quietly stroked his beard. He didn’t try to hide the small anger in his eyes.

Before Woo-Jae became properly furious, Yu-Seong had to convince him. He spoke up. “Father, there are two problems with having Kim Do-Jin under me.”

Choi Woo-Jae looked piercingly at Yu-Seong, who gulped unintentionally from the tension, before speaking. “Interesting. Fine, I’ll listen, but if you can’t convince me by the end…”

Woo-Jae tapped the end of Yu-Seong’s bed with his index finger, as if he was deep in thought, then nodded. “Yes, yes if you can’t convince me, I will take away one of those kids under you,” said Woo-Jae.

Woo-Jae had tried to give him a person, but since Yu-Seong refused, he would take away one of his people as a penalty. There were only two of Yu-Seong’s people Woo-Jae could think of.

‘Jin Yu-Ri and Jin Do-Yoon.’ 

The Jin siblings were the ones that Yu-Seong had the most faith in. Thus, as much as the two cared about Yu-Seong, there was a possibility that they would have to follow Woo-Jae’s coercion and make inevitable choices.

“…” Choi Woo-Jae had a calm but heavy look. His eyes were like a tiger’s as he leaned on the...