Vroooom…0

While driving, Lee Hyeon-Su sneakily glanced at the rearview mirror.0

Kang Jin-Ho and Wiggins were riding in the rear seat. Even though they had been traveling for a while, the two men didn't talk much, if at all.0

'Will we be fine, I wonder?'0

Lee Hyeon-Su couldn't help but get a little nervous. After all, they were heading to a meeting with the Master of the Round Table.0

The Round Table that ruled over all of Europe, no less!0

Since that was the case…0

'Shouldn't we plan ahead or something?'0

They were about to meet a leader of a foreign organization. A summit like this on the surface world could even determine the fate of all the countries involved. Of course, not all summits were of grave importance, but underestimating them because of it would still be a mistake nonetheless.0

This was why summits were often fierce information warfare in all but name.0

What did the other side want?0

What would be the other side's approach?0

What were the other side's inclinations and tendencies?0

How should they approach the negotiation to maximize their profit?0

The usual thing was to investigate such things well ahead of time and then hold endless meetings to implement the findings in the negotiation strategy, but this…0

"Yaaaawn…" Wiggins yawned lazily and patted his mouth. "Ah, my apologies. I didn't get much sleep last night."0

Lee Hyeon-Su frowned slightly.0

'Hah? Don't be ridiculous!'0

How could an accomplished martial artist feel drowsy because he didn't get enough shut-eye? Wiggins could've been more honest and said he was...0