"I'm sorry grandpa. I really am."
Drake called from his room. He had gotten to his room before the henchmen could stop him. He could hear grandpa knocking on the door.
"Come out right now!!!"
"Grandpa please, forgive me. You shouldn't be standing for long too. You need to rest."
"This little --"
Old Master Yi didn't complete the statement.
"Leave us."
He ordered the henchmen who left at once.
OH, SHIT.
Drake wasn't sure of what was about to happen. He could only hope that it wouldn't be something too bad.
"What were you thinking? I had enough worry when you were gone! Is this what you do at your return?"
"I'm sorry grandpa."
Master Yi's voice softened this time.
"You've said the words. Will you be able to match up with the words? How can you stand by what you have said? You're just a weak youth who can't even choose his actions carefully."
Master Yi paused, sighing deeply.
