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.

“Could you please open the door? I’d prefer to have this conversation face to face.”

Then, an irritated voice broke in—it was Song Joheon.

“So, you’re treating me like I don’t even exist now? Is the door more important than someone you betrayed?”

“Of course not. You …