"It was Red... apparently, it was what Kwan used to cook for them before. He had the recipe remembered by heart."
Yejun inhaled deeply as he analyzed Joo Won's facial expression drop. He didn't like how the entire situation was affecting his brother like this. He couldn't believe that this was the same person that he has known his entire life and was his supposed to be rival. The Park Joo Won infront of him was nothing compared to the cocky, cunning and competitive; he doesn't know who this man was.