“Yeah, I found it weird when I saw it.”1

“Is this related to the recent cultural exchange meeting with the Chinese delegates?”0

“You know something about it, right? I’m curious. Could you tell me about it? Please?”0

The writers tossed him all kinds of questions, but there was no answer Kang Min-Ho could give them. In fact, he wasn’t aware of it, and even if he knew anything, he was in no position to share it with them.0

“I’m sorry, but I know nothing about it.” 0

Disappointment showed on their faces, but Kang Min-Ho didn’t care and was lost in his own thoughts. ‘50,000 copies? That’s a lot…’0

The first novel of the Records series, Records of the Murim Master, which was printed out in hardcover, had a total of ten volumes to it. If Star Books printed 50,000 copies of each novel in the trilogy, it could be seen as a move only a madman would dare to make. After all, the hardcover market wasn't doing great these days.0

Thankfully, the novel was written by Ha Jae-Gun, otherwise, everyone would have been clicking their tongues in disapproval, commenting that Star Books had basically decided to throw all of their money into the boundless ocean.0

‘Did Star Books make the arrangement out of the blue? They should have mentioned it if they wanted to print 50,000 copies for publication. Or could it be that he’s been so busy with going to China that he had forgotten all about it?’ 0

Since it had come to his attention, Kang Min-Ho decided to ask...0