"Why are you here? Didn't I say to wait until he's better before you can come and question him?"
Hyeon remained silent. He looked at Yu Yeong for a moment, his expression unreadable. No one could say for sure whether he was coming for a fight or to express his worry for Ha-Yun's situation.
Hyeon proceeded to ignore Yu Yeong's words. Instead, he kept his eyes trained on Ha-Yun's face. Thus, he could see the alteration in Ha-Yun's appearance. A yellowish, sickly tint covered the once healthy, boyish face. The young man's eyes were sunken, with dark circles underneath.
Ha-Yun was in such a sorry state, that Hyeon found himself unable to scold him. It was so unlike himself to show so much indulgence, but what could he do in the face of such a sight?
Yu Yeong fidgeted, suddenly feeling very apprehensive. He worried for Ha-Yun's life, but this time it wasn't due to any wounds or sickness. The gaze Hyeon used to look at the young man gave him an ominous feeling.
