Alandal's guild master Kang Woojin and the President of Korea, Kim Byungman, stood in front of each other. The President raised his hand.

“I'm President Kim Byungman.”

“Uh? The comedian?”

“Hahaha. We have the same name.”

Woojin was being rude but Byungman glossed over it affably. 

Woojin smirked as he shook the President's hand, “I thought all politicians were shady. You are okay.”

Byungman chuckled, “Huh? If you get to know me, you’ll find out I’m a pretty shady guy.”

Woojin shook his head. Byungman’s soul wasn't as clear as Jiwon's, but it was still light in color. At the very least, it meant he was as determined as Haesol.

Woojin wasn't concerned about this man’s scandals. It was more important to find out where his pure will was focused on. If he was like Haesol, who was adamant in serving her country, then it would be perfect…

“I won't tell you how bad you are. Let's sit.”

Byungman laughed, “Haha. You are exactly as I've heard. You are very straightforward.”

The President and Woojin sat on the sofa. In the Chief Officer’s opinion, Woojin’s attitude was more rude than straightforward, but he didn't move an inch. If he moved even a little bit, he might reveal the fists that were clenched behind him. 

Woojin started the conversation, “How much have you heard?”

“What?”

“I'm sure you've investigated me.”

Kim Byungman let out a laugh. His political career hadn't been short, but he had almost never held a conversation with an...