Dae-Hyun's face was filled with distress as he slammed his head on the ground. His entire demeanor had shifted to one of a subservient follower.
Wei-Sun only glanced at him before he walked over to sit at the table. He then glanced at the wine cup Sol left untouched before closing his eyes.
Dae-Hyun meanwhile, didn't dare utter a word.
After some time, Wei-Sun opened his eyes and looked at the chessboard. He waved his hand and the chessboard became illusory before fading away.
It was his Innate Dharma.
"Get up, just don't let it happen again."
Dae-Hyun stood up but he didn't raise his head.
"Young Master, I just found it absurd that bastard would dare compare himself to you, who does he think he is? B-But, I won't let my emotions interfere again."
Wei-Sun poured himself a cup of wine and then casually said.
