Uijae glanced at Minggijeok. He gave a small shake of his head, signaling Uijae not to respond. The two of them held their breath, their senses entirely focused on the person outside the door. However, the man beyond the door seemed sure of himself. Knock, knock, knock. The sound of knocking came again.
âCould you please open the door? Iâd prefer to have this conversation face to face.â
Then, an irritated voice broke inâit was Song Joheon.
âSo, youâre treating me like I donât even exist now? Is the door more important than someone you betrayed?â
âOf course not. You are our only partner. But...â
There was the sound of rustling from the other side of the door.
âThe word âbetrayalâ seems a bit misplaced. We didnât betray you.â
âWhat would you call it then? Going ahead with everything without even telling me!â
Despite Song Joheonâs sharp tone, the man outside wasnât intimidated at all.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAh, I suppose the proper term would be âa communication failure.â I sincerely apologize for that. I will compensate you later. For now, can we continue?â
Click. The sound of the doorknob turning echoed. Right, we didnât even lock the door. Thankfully, Minggijeok was quick to grab the doorknob and hold it in place. Click. Click. Clickclickclickclickclick. Song Joheon let out a bitter chuckle. The man behind the door began rattling the handle violently as if trying to rip it off.