When Sun Joon Ho closed the door, he couldn't help but sniff the air: It smelled like the secret sauce from the old Yun family at the intersection of Jagalchi Market.
The man turned his head as soon as he heard the sound and his eyes lit up when he saw Sun Joon Ho. "Hey, you're here?"
His skin wasn't white, but it had a healthy bronze colored skin, and his features were casually handsome yet masculine. However, his eye sockets were deeper than usual, carrying an inexplicable touch of melancholy. He wasn't exceptionally good-looking, but his hair and eyes were both intensely black.
Seeing Sun Joon Ho staring at him, he smiled. "Come, have a seat, take a break. By the way, do you want something to eat?"
