This isn't going to work

[Last Night] 

"Abeoji!" Yeom Tae shouted, kneeling down on the ground outside his parents' house under the full moon. 

The butler appeared once again. This was the third time he had come to tell Yeom Tae to just leave. However, Yeom Tae wasn't going to leave without an explanation. 

"He has told me to send you off once again." The butler humbly muttered. 

"Then tell him that I'm not leaving. I will sit here all night if needed." Yeom Tae replied. 

The doors of the backyard slid open, where Yeom Tae had been sitting. Yeom Jae walked outside, his hands interlocked behind his back and his shoulders stiff and straight as he looked down upon his son. 

Yeom Tae instantly stood up and glared at his father, straight into his eyes. His father only returned the glares back and smirked in an interrogative way, raising an eyebrow. 

"What was the meaning of that?" Yeom Tae asked him with furrowed brows.