It was a three-story tall building, the servants' lodge, and Yeong-Soon introduced Chun-Woo to every single room, which took several minutes.
By the end of their journey through the house, the young man was a bit tired, but impressed by the skills of the person who had organized every broom, every mop, every piece of cloth in just the right place.
The servants' sleeping quarters were placed in the top floor, and Chun-Woo was left with the last room on the right of the immense corridor.
"You have until sundown to get settled, Chun-Woo-ssi." Yeong-Soon bowed to him. "I hope you learn your chores well, and do your best to fit in, young man." And then left.
Ha-Yoon was leaning under the threshold as she looked at him.
The young man had a puzzled look on his face, his head slightly tilted and his eyes full of perplexity.
"You have no clue of what Yeong-Soon-ahjumma said until now, right?" She chuckled, clearly making fun of him.
