"Uhm…" the young guard felt like his tongue was numb. "They said it was your son, sir."
Hearing this, Yu Eung-Bu glanced to his right at Yu Yeong. Despite reasonably knowing that it wasn't true, he couldn't stop his fatherly worry to act up.
"Yeong, did you faint again? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, of course not!" Yu Yeong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How could I have fainted? Aren't I here, speaking to you?"
"Yes, but earlier…" Commander Yu was still acting stubborn.
Yu Yeong felt helpless. He sighed, pitching the space between his eyebrows.
"Earlier I was with Ji-U, taking care of matters for the banquet. You can ask him if you don't believe me."
Yu Eung-Bu took a little while to sort out his thoughts. Then, all of a sudden, the Commander's voice boomed inside the office, followed by a loud bang as his fist came into contact with the table.
