“Kang Jin-Ho, is it…” The Crimson King picked up the report in front of him, perused it leisurely, then put it down on the table again, an uncertain expression on his face. “How... ordinary.”

“Indeed, he is, my lord.” Cai Kechang deeply bowed his head. To him, the Crimson King's comment regarding Kang Jin-Ho's 'ordinariness' sounded like the criticism of Cai Kechang's failure to find anything noteworthy.

“However, we still learned something,” said the Crimson King with a smirk.

“...?” Cai Kechang wanted to ask what they had learned, but the question remained stuck in his throat. His status was far too low to boldly demand an explanation from the Crimson King, after all.

The Crimson King slowly rubbed his chin. “It would have been great if I could go personally, but…”

“That will be difficult, my lord.”

“Damn it…”

If it weren't for the other two kings trying to keep the power balance in check...! The Crimson King wouldn't have hesitated to leave China for a little while. However, the moment the word got out that he had vacated his position for a little bit would be when his faction would get crushed in the blink of an eye. And the Crimson King would share the same fate as his destroyed faction.

Imagining that scenario made the Crimson King grit his teeth.

“My lord, may I be bold enough to ask why you're so interested in that young man? He's nothing but a low-life, after all.”

“...You wouldn't understand even if I explained to you.”

Cai Kechang sighed under his breath at that...