The next President of Black Dragon sought justice against the Yaksha’s son, a scheming foreign aggressor—this was what China had promoted to the people.0

And the narrative was perfect, portraying Zhang Soso as the embodiment of China’s power, confidence, and righteous anger—a message reinforced not just by Jae-Hyeok’s crimes but by his surname, for his father, the Yaksha, had been gone down in history as one of China’s greatest adversaries.1

All this to say, today should’ve been Zhang Soso’s glorious debut. 1

In fact, not long ago, Black Dragon’s higher-ups had even felt grateful to Jae-Hyeok, thinking that after today, the names “Black Dragon” and “Zhang Soso” would sweep through the news, once again reminding everyone who stood at the top of the continent.1

But now…0

That plan had gone up in smoke.0

“Y-y-you!”0

Looking at Zhang Soso’s crumpled, headless form, the bodies of the Black Dragon Guild members trembled before erupting in killing intent. They stared red-eyed at the Death Knight standing over the corpse, and when the Death Knight moved to intercept Qilin, the higher-ups snapped. 1

One slapped the railing and roared, “Kill the criminal!”0

The Death Knight held down Qilin and was too powerful for them to handle. But Jae-Hyeok...0