The Servant Who Wants It All

“Yes, Young Master. If only you could trust me… I would do anything.” First, escaping this crisis was what mattered most. No matter how wicked the Young Master's nature was, surely he wouldn't tell me to go die. At worst, he might ask me to steal something from the guest house where the Lord resided. “Very well, follow me inside.” Suddenly, Tae-wook spun around and leaped up onto the wooden veranda. ‘What is it? Is he planning to beat me?’ He had tormented me so relentlessly that he had been scolded by the Lord not long ago. Unlike him, the Lord was a man who always distinguished right from wrong with precision. For that reason, every slave in the household trusted and followed him. I...