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Chapter 66

Chae Yoon-sa staggered onto the veranda, clutching a pillar and gasping for breath, exhibiting such an unstable state that anyone could recognize there was something wrong with him.

"Young Master?"

At Eun-oh's call, Chae Yoon-sa raised his head. As soon as he spotted Eun-oh, he furrowed his brow.

"...Why are you there?"

Anticipating his reaction, Eun-oh tensed, lifting the tray of drinks a bit higher.

"I-it's an errand. I brought the drinks. Since everyone seems busy, I thought I could help a bit."

Before Eun-oh could finish his sentence, Chae Yoon-sa descended from the veranda. He approached Eun-oh directly. His movements were not only more unsteady than usual, but his steps were also sluggish. Just by observing his gait, he seemed like someone heavily drunk. However, the glint in his eyes contradicted that. The pupils pierced through Eun-oh like sharp arrows.

Something was off.

It didn't feel right.

Instinctively sensing danger, Eun-oh unconsciously took a step back. At that moment, Chae Yoon-sa abruptly stopped.

"Fuck"

Swearing unexpectedly, as if glaring at
Eun-oh, a profanity burst from his mouth.

Eun-oh doubted his ears for a moment. He heard it, but the words didn't seem to fit his lips. The curse was so out of character that it felt more like a hallucination than reality.

Chae Yoon-sa roughly wiped his face, and in that moment, his body swayed again.

"Young Master!"

Eun-oh instinctively sprang towards him, but someone else was faster. It was Kang-hee, who had just returned with firewood, rushing to support Chae Yoon-sa.

"Young Master, why are you like this?"

Kang-hee's urgent expression was serious. Knowing that Chae Yoon-sa rarely got drunk, he suspected something was wrong with his body.

"Is there a place that hurts? Are you finding it difficult to move?"

Chae Yoon-sa, leaning on Kang-hee's shoulder, closed his eyes and regulated his labored breath.

Watching this, Eun-oh swallowed hard.

"Let's take him to the room and call a doctor...!"

"Enough."

With Chae Yoon-sa's intense gaze still lingering at Eun-oh, he pushed Kang-hee away, staggering out of the courtyard.
Kang-hee followed closely behind.

Eun-oh, enveloped in the lingering heat of Chae Yoon-sa's gaze, felt as though it was tightening around him, rendering him immobile.

As Chae Yoon-sa's figure completely disappeared, Su Gyeom, who had been observing the situation from a distance, approached Eun-oh and lightly tapped his shoulder.

"Why are you just standing there? Go quickly and console him. Your Young master seems to be in considerable pain."

Stunned, Eun-oh blinked at Su Gyeom's words.

"Yes?"

"Go and comfort him. He's probably in agony beneath. If you don't help, he'll suffer all night."

"Is he in pain? Young Master?"

"Can't you see? There's likely a fire beneath your Younh master. So, go and relieve him. If you don't, that Kang-hee might sit on your master lap tonight. But can you accept another person dealing with your Young master? It doesn't really matter to me who Yoon-sa baits the hook, but you seem to have quite a bit to do with it"

As Eun-oh grasped the meaning of "baits the hook" a euphemism for a sexual act, a disturbing image flashed in his mind-Chae Yoon-sa and Kang-hee intimately touching each other's private parts. Swiftly dispelling this disturbing delusion, Eun-oh shook his head, feeling discomfort course through his body. Jeon Su Gyeom, who took this as a sign of disapproval, encouraged Eun-oh again.

"Then quickly go and sit on your Young master's lap. That way, no one else can take a seat."

"But does that really help Young Master get better?"

"Who knows?"

"But..."

"Just don't run away. You have to stick with it until your Young master gets better. You know how crazy men can get when things heat up"

Purposefully tapping Eun-oh's buttocks, Su Gyeom elicited another startled reaction. Amused by Eun-oh's response, Jeon Su Gyeom laughed with a carefree demeanor, reminiscent of a boy teasing a girl.

"You're really a handful, this one!"

Ignoring the less-than-praiseworthy compliment and the mocking laughter, Eun-oh pondered for a moment. Soon after, he decisively put on a resolute expression and extended the alcohol tray forward.

"I apologize, but, sir, may I ask for a favor?"

To dare to request a favor from a guest, especially someone of higher rank, was a situation that even the seasoned Su Gyeom had never encountered before. However, he didn't feel offended. On the contrary, he found it amusing and willingly accepted the alcohol tray.

"Thank you, sir."

Acknowledging Eun-oh's polite nod of thanks, Eun-oh swiftly turned and dashed away. Watching Eun-oh, who ran like a rabbit,
Su Gyeom muttered to himself.

"It's a shame. If he had no master, I would have easily snatched him up"

As much as he had a knack for mischief with women, Su Gyeom also had some experience in men's matters. If asked which he preferred, he would undoubtedly choose women.

However, seeing Eun-oh, he thought that such a guy would be worth keeping around. With his quick and cute reactions, he seemed to offer a refreshing kind of entertainment.

Su Gyeom carried the alcohol tray and entered the guest room. Inside, the room was chaotic. The courtesan were gathered, sobbing, and the already drunk Do Wook leaned against the wall, dozing off. Not only that, broken trays and shattered pieces of liquor bottles were scattered messily on the floor, clearly the result of Cha Yoon-sa's handiwork.

Sensing the situation, Su Gyeom pointed at one of the courtesan and taunted her.

"Looks like this girl really knows how to stir up trouble"

The cries of the courtesan who had poured the drug intensified. Su Gyeom set down the alcohol tray and comfortingly patted the courtesan's back.

"Yeah, yeah. I understand how you feel."

"He was so scary, sir...!"

Cha Yoon-sa had pushed away the approaching courtesan, indulging in only alcohol and smoke throughout. No matter how coquettish the courtesans were, he didn't even give them a single glance. His arrogant demeanor was enough to lower the courtesan pride and instigate their resentment.

"Still, consider yourselves lucky. Your neck didn't get cut, right?"

No one showed signs of being abused. Rather than showing mercy because they were women, it seemed he had left them alone due to the difficulty of restraining his bodies after ingesting the drug.

"Stop crying now, everyone. The taste of the alcohol is fading."

His seemingly affectionate but firm consolation put an end to the courtesan' tears. Su Gyeom untied the blouse of one courtesan, squeezing her breasts. Amidst the exaggerated moans, Su Gyeom muttered.

"Anyway, since Master Yoon-sa virginity went to someone else, I'll be the one to take care of you all."