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"You're here, sir!"
"Good day to you, Assembly Master."
Kang Jin-Ho headed to the office's couch while responding to the two men's greetings. When Lee Hyeon-Su tried to get up and yield the seat of honor, Kang Jin-Ho briefly gestured at him to sit still.
"Let's skip the unnecessary etiquette, shall we?"
"Yes, sir!"
"The topic you two were discussing. It sounds interesting, so don't mind me and continue."
Cheon Tae-Hun was inwardly panicking at this development. Everything he said was meant for Lee Hyeon-Su's ears, not Kang Jin-Ho.
Obviously, Lee Hyeon-Su and Kang Jin-Ho were not on the same level.
Once upon a time, Lee Hyeon-Su was viewed as a grim reaper within the hallways of the Martial Assembly. No, that wasn't right. People still viewed him as a messenger of death, even now! However, his infamy was nothing in comparison to Kang Jin-Ho.
In simpler terms… If Lee Hyeon-Su was comparable to a grim reaper, Kang Jin-Ho was King Yama, the ruler of the netherworld!
If you had grievances, you'd usually voice them to a grim reaper coming to pick your soul up, not to King Yama about to judge you. Nobody had the requisite balls for that!
Cheon Tae-Hun stuttered ungainly. "U-uhm, sir, it's not like I'm, uh, particularly unhappy about…"
Kang Jin-Ho glanced at Cheon Tae-Hun. "Don't worry. You can say it."
"...O-of course." Cheon Tae-Hun grimaced a little, his lips twitching nervously.
'What am I supposed to say? How should I even say them?'
Coming face to face with Kang Jin-Ho seemed to have blanked out Cheon Tae-Hun's mind. His instincts told him not to talk to Kang Jin-Ho for too long. He must keep this conversation as concise...
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