"Hahaha. Sorry, dear, I didn't mean to tease. Well, it's that friend." Han's dad said.
"Hm?"
"The King."
"Erhn?! The King was in on this. How? Why?"
"He said we were to go to him to tell us where the boy was once he turned thirty.
Even he himself didn't know the whereabouts of the boy. He made the then Crown Prince handle that aspect for obvious reasons."
"Hmm." Han's mom nodded in understanding. All his bitterness from earlier dissipated.
"So it really wasn't because he didn't trust us. I guess he meant for us all to wait till it was time."
"Hm. That was his plan."
"Okay. But isn't it already thirty years old? Chen Yan would have been thirty by now had he been alive, right?"
Han's dad scratched the back of his head. "I am not sure. But I think it's been almost thirty years. Yanyan was over twenty-four when he went missing.
