Peninsula: The young master is poor and doesn't want to date.

Chapter 36 feels like watching a mentally challenged person.

If they both really died, how would their family react?

Lee Woo-bin remained silent.

Then Li Zhengyi started rambling again.

"Now that they know we jumped the plane, Big Brother is probably banging on his desk in his office, figuring out how to write a succession plan so he can monopolize everything."

"The eldest sister is probably putting on makeup. She must be in a good mood while doing so, since there are two fewer people to share the inheritance."

"Uncle Long must be having the biggest headache. He has to find people to search the mountain, keep it a secret, and deal with the airport records. Oh, and by the way, your bodyguards must be terrified right now..."

"Stop talking."

Lee Woo-bin's voice suddenly became abnormally hoarse.

Li Zheng turned his head to look at him.

The second brother is looking at the sea with his mud-free eye.

He suddenly said something that had nothing to do with any of the topics mentioned above.

"When I get back, I don't know what I can do. You called me useless and said I deserved it. I thought about it carefully, and you're right. But I don't know what I can do. My life has been planned out since birth. My education was arranged by my family, my university was donated, and my job is just a nominal position in a corporation. The only thing I chose was to pursue Bae Joo-hyun, and damn it, it turned out like this."

Li Zhengyi remained silent.

"What else do you think I can do?"

Li Zhengyi looked out the window, rested his elbow on the window sill, and turned to Agassi, who was driving, and said:

"Master, how much longer until we reach Seoul?"

"If there's traffic, it takes seven or eight hours. If there's no traffic, it takes six hours."

"good."

He leaned back in his seat and answered Lee Woo-bin.

"What you want to do is none of my business, figure it out yourself. But next time you want to scare someone, don't choose the high-altitude hatching option. It's really stupid. You could try waterboarding, it's cheaper."

Lee Woo-bin stared intently at him with his one mud-free eye.

Then I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Are you serious or joking?

"Seriously. Waterboarding saves costs, but if you actually drown someone, that's illegal. We're law-abiding citizens, after all."

Lee Woo-bin turned his face to the window.

I've completely given up on arguing with my younger brother about serious issues.

But long after the conversation ended, he found himself thinking about a question he had never considered before.

What will you do after you get back?

It wasn't his father who told him to do it, nor his older brother.

It's his own idea, he can decide what he wants to do.

No one had ever asked him this question before.

He himself never asked.

The van continued its journey towards Seoul.

The people on the bus didn't know who they were, where they came from, or that they had just jumped from a height of 10,000 meters a few hours earlier.

They were just two young people hitchhiking back to Seoul.

A person wearing a convenience store uniform.

A man wearing a mud-covered suit whose brand was no longer discernible.

One was eating sunflower seeds, and the other was spacing out.

We stopped at a highway rest area as the sun had completely set.

The driver announced a 20-minute break, allowing everyone to go to the restroom, buy snacks, and stretch their legs.

Passengers disembarked in twos and threes.

Lee Woo-bin suddenly sat up straight.

"I need to use the restroom."

"Go ahead."

"Where's the toilet?"

Li Zhengyi pointed to the house outside the window that had a sign that read "Rest Area," then looked down at his second brother's legs.

"Your leg isn't broken, is it?"

"It's not broken."

"Then why did you ask me where I am? Just walk there yourself."

Lee Woo-bin stood up; his legs were numb.

He held onto the seat back for a while to catch his breath before limping off the bus.

Li Zhengyi also got out of the car and went to a convenience store to buy a bottle of water.

The cashier glanced at him a couple more times while giving him change, probably thinking that the young man was wearing a CU convenience store uniform but was barefoot, which seemed odd.

Li Zheng smiled at her, took the change, walked to the convenience store entrance, and leaned against the wall to drink water.

After finishing his water, he glanced at his watch.

I glanced at the entrance to the rest area again.

No one came out.

Fifteen minutes have passed.

The driver was smoking next to the car and then threw the cigarette butt away.

"Get on the bus! Let's go!"

Other passengers boarded the train one after another.

"Driver, wait a minute, my second brother is still in the restroom."

"Go and call him out in five minutes, or we won't wait any longer."

"Okay~"

Li Zhengyi entered the restroom in the rest area.

There are quite a few doors.

"Li Yubin, where the hell are you? The car's about to leave, so hurry up and wipe your ass clean and get out, or I'll drag you out."

No reply.

With no other option, Li Zhengyi could only endure the stench of the toilets and search one by one, or knock on doors.

Finally, only one room remained.

"Get out of here, the car's leaving."

Lee Woo-bin finally spoke.

"Go tell the driver to wait a little longer, my stomach hurts!"

"You have two minutes left, countdown..."

Lee Jung-il wouldn't give Lee Woo-bin a chance to act like a spoiled brat.

"It stinks, I'll wait for you outside."

Finally, two minutes later, Lee Woo-bin emerged from the rest area.

His face was pale, and his gait was even more unsteady than before, as if he were walking on cotton.

He took a few steps while holding onto the wall, then straightened up and walked towards the car.

The two walked one after the other to where the bread truck was parked.

The car is gone.

Lee Woo-bin stood in the empty parking space, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Where's the car?"

Li Zheng looked behind him.

They were the only two people standing in the entire parking area.

The van had become a small gray dot on the distant highway.

The taillights flashed once, as if saying goodbye.

"I'm gone."

"What do you mean 'gone'?!"

"I'm leaving. I've driven off. I'm not waiting for you."

"Didn't you tell your master to wait for me?!"

"I told you, I waited an extra five minutes. Did you think that long-haul driver was giving you a private ride? You're not riding a Gulfstream anymore. This is an unlicensed taxi, and unlicensed taxis don't care if you've finished your fare or not."

Lee Woo-bin pointed to the increasingly smaller gray dot in the distance and sighed resignedly.

"What do we do now? How far are we from Seoul?"

"It's still over 100 kilometers. I'm not sure. We're on the highway now, and the nearest exit is about a two-hour walk away."

"walk?"

Li Zheng looked at his face, which seemed to say, "I know the word 'walking,' but what does it mean when it's combined with two hours?" He shook his head and shoved the water bottle in his hand into his son's hand.

"Look at you, so pathetic. Drink some water first to replenish your fluids; people with diarrhea dehydrate quickly."

Lee Woo-bin took the water bottle, his movements momentarily stiffening.

He was thinking that this was the second time today that Li Zhengyi had taken the initiative to take care of him.

The first time I covered him with a towel, the second time I bought him water.

But all he says are things that deserve a beating.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Drink up. Or do you need someone to serve you water? Do you need bodyguards to open your water bottles at home?"

Lee Woo-bin unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, and then suddenly remembered a question.

Do you have any money on you?

"Yes, I have."

"Then why did you pay to charter the car just now?"

Li Zhengyi looked at someone who was mentally challenged.

"You expect someone who gets paid a convenience store clerk's salary to pay for your car? How about I give you my salary as pocket money, and you give me your pocket money in return?"

Lee Woo-bin shut his mouth.

He found himself always at a logical disadvantage compared to his younger brother.

But he was still unconvinced.

It's not because Li Zhengyi is wrong, but because Li Zhengyi is absolutely right.

This feeling of "you don't even have a chance to argue" is more unbearable than jumping out of a plane.

Lee Woo-bin finished the rest of the water in one gulp, threw the empty bottle into the nearby trash can, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

"Then how are we going to get back? Walk back? A hundred kilometers to tomorrow?"

"Are you stupid? Of course you should hitch a ride."