Hatred for Zhongnan

When Dongryong finished changing into his martial uniform and we were ready to leave, all the Executives gathered to see us off.

Standing at the very front was Bangsam.

“Leader and Deputy Leader… You don’t have to go just because of me…”

Bangsam seemed apologetic about the fact that we were going to the Dragon-Phoenix Gathering because of him.

Seeing him act unusually weak, I patted Bangsam on the shoulder and grinned.

“Forget it, you punk. This is just a quick stroll for us.”

“Yeah, Bangsam. The Leader and I will be back in no time.”

Even though we said that, this was no simple stroll.

The Dragon-Phoenix Gathering was being held in the Murim Alliance’s Home Turf, and if our identities were discovered, the atmosphere with the Murim Alliance would become quite awkward.

But even if it was difficult, we had to try...