When the wagon transporting the five people to Hanam entered the city, Ha-Yun finally couldn't sit still any longer. With a mischievous glint shining in his eyes, he pressed his ear against the wall separating them from the others. Unfortunately for his itchy ears, the three people inside the wagon had already finished their conversation and were now quiet.
Muttering under his breath, Ha-Yun eventually turned around to face Jun. A second later he leaned closer, lightly nudging the man's shoulder in order to gain his attention.
"Did you hear that, brother Jun? How fiercely little Jeong defended you just now?" Ha-Yun stopped and let out an appreciative whistle before continuing. "I never thought the little one could be this resolute."
"That's because you don't know him well enough." Jun replied expressionlessly.
"How can that be?! Little Jeong and I are friends, best friends even." Ha-Yun cried out in indignation.
