Walking out of his compound felt relieving to him. His compound was desolate, unlike that of other members of the family as he had noticed.
Now that he had most of Hee-mang's memories, he could tell why he felt disdain for them the previous night he saw them.
"They should be thrown down the depths of hell, but I doubt that will be enough to make up for what they did to the owner of this body."
He looked to his side, seeing Hee-mang watching him with a curious gaze. He looked away, not wanting to entertain him and have him know that he had regain his memories. Afterall, he felt strange to bound with Hanbit as if nothing happened, when he knew for sure that something did happen. He might be Hee-mang, but he was not the Hee-mang they all knew, he was in someone else's body. How could he explain that to them? Even if he did, what would be his end? Who would want to live with a stranger in their son's body? It was best to keep it a secret.
Hanbit who was getting excited about the fact that his master was the one leading the way, he didn't require direction. It meant hope to him, his master was finally regaining his memories, was brought out of his fantasies by his young master who suddenly scowled at him
"Shouldn't you be leading me right now? Here am I walking so slowly, waiting for your directions. And guess what you are doing? Daydreaming, right under the sun. Do you want us to keep the old man waiting?"
"I'm so sorry master. I'll lead the way right now."
He scurried to his young master's front and led the way.
'I very well do remember the way to my father's compound, but I can't have him believing I have my memories just yet.'
He looked at Hanbit's back as he walked slowly in front.
'I know he looks innocent, but his innocence is questionable. Why, why did he have to choose that particular day to leave town? Did he know that the enemies would have struck that night? Was he working for the previous Hee-mang and Hee-mang's enemies? Why did he go away for a week, so it will be believable that he went on a journey? Why is he so interested in my memories?' he sighs, which draws Hanbit's attention, but he frowned his face at Hanbit who looked back. Hanbit looked away and Hee-mang decided in his mind that
'It's best to pretend to have forgotten my memories for the main time. I can't have them killing me when I've just been given a second chance at life.'
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Getting to his father's compound, he was greeted by the smell of fresh grass and flowers. Gardens were everywhere, except for a path that separated the garden and led to many directions. Hanbit led his young master through a straight path. After some distance, they finally arrived at the master's abode.
Hee-mang was ushered in, while Hanbit, his servant, was asked to wait outside. Hee-mang entered and saw his family, everyone he saw the night before, all gathered round a big rectangular table filled with delicious looking dishes. Yes, it was time for breakfast, and he had been invited to join the family for breakfast if he could, which he did. He bowed to the whole family, then went on to sit where he was led to by one of the many servants there. He sat down, ignoring those beside him and looked straight to his father.
His father smiled, then raised his hands
"Let's eat."