Jin-Yeok's assistant, Doosik handled the payment while I watched.
He also collected the slavery contract from the host and all was settled. While they did that, I felt a lump in my throat.
It was disgusting how they could trade people like commodities.
They had no rights, no say, and had been sold against their will.
It was horrible to the point that it felt like I was going to throw up.
Ah, no, I think this was just me being hungry.
"Jo-Pil," Jin-Yeok called. "It's done." He said and I nodded.
"I... I'll leave the rest to you. So make the right call."
I hope he interpreted that right. I wanted him to take care of the slaves, maybe give them jobs. I... I didn't want them to live shabby lives, even if their will had been broken.
Ah, come to think of it, the maids at home, were they once slaves?
They were employed by Seo-Jun so only he might know.
