“Stop crying.” Yeomra wiped Gung’s tears with his large hands. He frowned as he saw the teardrops trickle onto his fingers. He could not believe what he had done. He felt that the teardrops falling onto the floor were a waste and unconsciously reached out his hand. His actions were unexplainable. But that was not the only strange thing. “What is this stinging pain…?” Every look at the child made his heart hurt. Yeomra could not help but be confused by this pain he had never felt in his entire life. But oddly enough, he couldn’t take his eyes off that child. Yeoho, the secret guard of the great king, Yeomra, who had watched everything unfold, was in utter panic. “H-heaven and earth will turn upside down!” Yeoho looked at his master with a bewildered expression. Yeoho was wondering whether or not to pluck both of his eyes out. He could not comprehend why his master had acted like that.