“No, isn’t the Master of the Forest a subordinate of the General?”
“Why are they reporting to me?”

For Yang Samok, this was a given. After a few days of marching together, who wouldn’t know who was the superior?

“Who is it?”

“Well, if I say Namgung and Eon, you should understand.”

“...?”

Seeing Cheong’s expression, Yang Samok already felt as if he had received the answer.

“I will chase them away.”
“No, don’t do that. Bring them here.”

Cheong didn’t turn away someone looking for her, even if she didn’t know who it was. If someone wanted …