I woke Gu Geum Yang, who had slumped over in his chair, fast asleep.
Still groggy, he blinked and looked around, the realization that he was a captive dawning on his face.
“Are you hurt anywhere?” I asked, my voice gentle.
Gu Geum Yang flinched, clearly flustered by the soft tone.
“To be honest, I appreciate intelligent men like you. The ones who are simply ignorant and stubborn, who mistake their own obstinacy for conviction—they frustrate
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