For a while, the barrage of criticism aimed at Chang-jong went on.

Having thought they'd hear an apology from Chang-jong for having caused the incident, Mun-jong and the others were furious at his conduct — demanding money on top of it. And after being cursed at without pause, Chang-jong finally erupted.

"Why the hell are you shouting at me?!"

Lifting his lowered head, Chang-jong looked at his siblings with bloodshot eyes and said —

"Did I ask for the money in your pockets?"

"What?"

"Even if I turned your pockets out to the last coin, not much would fall out — I know that, so why the fuss?!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You brothers and me — we're all equally short of money, aren't we? At least I've thrashed at it to try. What has Eldest Brother done? Does Second Brother even intend to try anything? Older Sister — you just don't. If you try, you'll cause a bigger incident than mine."

"You—"

"Whether I'm being crazy or not is none of my brothers' or my sister's business! So stop!"

Having burst, Chang-jong poured the words out without pause. His face was as red as his bloodshot eyes as he drew heavy breaths.

"So — you're saying you'll take it from my pocket, then?"

Tak-hyeon, having watched Chang-jong quietly, opened his mouth.

Hearing that, Chang-jong hurried to Tak-hyeon and knelt.

"Chairman. No — Father. Please save me."

"Why? Who's killing you?"

Not long ago, at any mention of Chang-jong, Tak-hyeon had shouted and raged. But now, with Chang-jong before him, Tak-hyeon was speaking in a flat, dry voice.

"If there's something you want, say it directly. What do you want me to do?"

"I…"

Chang-jong hesitated, then turned his head to Seong-ho. Seong-ho only made a say it yourself gesture — and Chang-jong bit his lip and, looking back at Tak-hyeon, forced the words out.

"If I don't put in the margin, forced liquidation triggers and the loss confirms."

"I heard that from Representative Kim just now."

Tak-hyeon still spoke in the same dry voice.

Failing to catch the…