Bab 126: The Lonely Night

Then an old man with a pure white beard quietly entered the room, stood next to Yusuf, and bowed his head. Yusuf took a slow breath as the old man urged him on without saying a word.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go back now."

The old man smiled gently at Yusuf's words.

"I am sure His Majesty will be very pleased."

"That's not funny. You're not the kind of person who would do that. You wouldn't even think of that in the first place."

Yusuf stood up from his seat, sneering.

"You are being too sly."

"Ha. Don't you think I know better than you?"

Yusuf laughed at the old man's words. But in fact, Yusuf did not know much about the Padishah.

"Of course he would, Your Majesty, since he is his son."

Even though he was his father, Yusuf, who held the status of Sultan as the son of the Padishah, never had a single private conversation with his father.