Kang Chul-in was truly angry.

They definitely needed the 500L of the talking tree sap by today. If not, they wouldn’t be able to get 1500L, which made the 6000 bottles of Lang Bros.

In order to deliver their products in time, they needed to make sure that nothing went wrong.

But… only 60% of their expected amount had come.

“Huuu…”

Kang Chul-in inhaled deeply, trying his best not to explode in rage.

There must be a reason for this. Otherwise, there would be no shortage in supply. He knew that it wasn’t the civilians being lazy, there must be a cause. Whether it was enemy raid, a monster appearing, or something else.

But even though he knew this, it didn’t change the fact that he was angry.

This was a problem of trust.

Old man Kwon had completely put his trust in Kang...