The praises of Han-Yeol slowly turned into disgruntlement toward the South Korean Hunters, and there were even some who compared them to foreign Hunters.

However, that was not what was important right now. A wind of change was blowing throughout the world with Han-Yeol's appearance.

Thud…!

Kim Tae-San stood up from his seat, still gnashing his teeth in anger, with his eyes filled with rage and killing intent.

"C-Chairman-nim...!" stammered the incompetent executives of the Hunters Assembly who only knew how to suck up to Kim Tae-San.

They immediately noticed his displeasure and began doing what they did best—sucking up to him.

"That kid just got lucky!"

"A Master Rank Hunter? Ha! What nonsense are they spouting? He's just a kid with a few skills!"

"Compared to you, Chairman-nim, he's still suckling on his mother's teats!"

Normally, Kim Tae-San would have relished their flattery, but his mood had already been soured by Han-Yeol. The rage that had erupted because of Han-Yeol now shifted toward Jung Soo-Hyun and Jung Woo-Hyun.

‘Those incompetent individuals! They have the audacity to seek my favor, yet they can't even accomplish a simple task like this? Henceforth, I shall mercilessly dismantle any raid party...