“External arts, and even Western martial arts, too...?”0

Lee Jung-Geol stared out the window, his expression bitter. The view outside his window was dominated by the Assembly's buildings, and the younger-generation martial artists could be seen busy running between them.0

'That's called vibrancy, isn't it?'0

Lee Jung-Geol acknowledged both Kang Jin-Ho and Bang Jin-Hun. Vibrancy returned to the Martial Assembly after those two men took over. When Lee Jung-Geol looked back now, even he had to admit that this organization had been stuck in one place, continuously stagnating away while he served as its Master.0

Objectively owning up to one's mistake was not only difficult but also quite a bitter pill to swallow. However, Lee Jung-Geol didn't avoid facing his reality. As proof...0

Not a single younger-generation martial artist wished for Lee Jung-Geol's return to power. Every now and then, a few young martial artists would complain about Bang Jin-Hun or Kang Jin-Ho. But they never wanted to bring those two down. Even those martial artists who didn't like the changes taking place in the organization had already recognized the necessity of change by now.0

Even if the direction of the Assembly's change was not to their liking, it was still better than stagnating... At least, that must be what those people were thinking.0

'Changing, huh...'0

Lee Jung-Geol silently massaged the bridge of his nose. He looked back on himself and had to admit that he had never been a champion...0