Yonsue hoisted Manver's younger sister onto his shoulder as she protested, insisting she was just going out briefly to meet a friend. She claimed it was nothing to worry about, but Yonsue wasn’t willing to take even the smallest risk. Any careless mistake could cost him his position—and faster than it had cost Manver.

Without hesitation, Yonsue refused her request, ignoring her struggles and complaints as he forcibly led her away. He brought her back to his opulent mansion, where he finally set her down in the grand living room adorned with luxurious furnishings.

"How ridiculous. What makes you think I’d allow even the smallest risk to jeopardize everything I’ve built?" he said coldly, his voice firm as he adjusted his sleeves. "Spend your time here, with all the comfort I’ve provided. Now, go to your room."

As he spoke, a young servant he had personally hired approached and handed him a glass of wine. He accepted it with a nonchalant air, momentarily distracted by the taste as he sipped. Meanwhile, his child had been left in the care of his aunt for the sake of the child’s safety—a calculated decision to ensure he remained focused on his current priorities.