“You’re absolutely right.”

Kang Chul-In nodded at Kwak-Jung’s suggestion. 

“I-Is that really so? Do you seriously think that?”

“Of course. Do I look like a liar to you?”

“N-No, sire.”

Kwak-Jung quickly shook his hands, denying the notion.

“I-It’s just that, I didn’t think that Milord would really agree to my opinion and proceed with it. To think that…”

“No.”

Suddenly, Kang Chul-In cut off Kwak-Jung’s words and shook his head.

“Even though I listened, and agreed…”

“...?”

“I didn’t say that I would follow it.”

“Sorry?”

Kwak-Jung’s eyes widened, as if he didn’t understand what Kang Chul-In was talking about.

He wouldn’t follow it?

Then what was all that about agreeing to my opinion before?

“Wait a minute.”

Kang Chul-In told Kwak-Jung.

“Alfre...