Not long before, at Seowon Guild.

Nam Woo-jin unleashed a storm of reprimands. “Of course, you had to cause trouble! Why don’t you ever think about taking it easy when you’re injured? And you—Lee Sa-young—what on earth were you doing instead of helping him? Losing your memory doesn’t give you free rein. You should be treating J with respect!” His scolding was sharp and unrelenting. On top of that, Uijae was dragged off for a physical exam afterward.

Nam Woo-jin gave Uijae a hard stare, scrutinizing him.

“At the very least, it looks like your body’s recovered somewhat.”

“Yes, sir.”