“What was that?!” Kim Seok-Il hurriedly got up, his expression frozen stiff.

His secretaries guarding the doorway rushed inside his office. “C-Chairman!”

“What's going on?! Speak already!”

“I-it's the Martial Assembly, sir! They are invading us!”

“The Assembly?” Kim Seok-Il's complexion grew ashen in an instant. “Is it an attack? How many of them are there?!”

“We, we haven't determined that yet, Chairman!”

“You useless trash!” Kim Seok-Il kicked a table in front of him. The wooden table shattered into a million pieces and flew apart in all directions. “How could you not have known the Assembly was coming here to attack us?! Did I not tell you to keep an eye on them since they were bound to make a move?! It's been only half a day since I received a report of no movement in their camp, so how can this be! The Assembly is invading us?!”

The secretaries shrunk back and shuddered at the aura of Kim Seok-Il roaring like a lion. Their heads faltered, their knowledge of how cruel Chairman Kim Seok-Il could be forcing them to hold their breaths.

“Lee Hyeon-Su! Where is Lee Hyeon-Su?!”

“...He must be on his way here, sir.”

“That stupid son of a b*tch! I thought I told him to keep monitoring the Assembly! Are you telling me he failed to notice anything until enemies were already at our...