Lee Hyeon-Ju shuddered grandly.0

She had finally remembered it. She remembered how frightening this man could be!0

Back when the Yeongnam Group and the Martial Assembly were still engaged in bitter warfare, the one name people mentioned more than Kim Seok-Il was undoubtedly Lee Hyeon-Su's.0

Just how many Assembly members had to be sacrificed to that man's devilish schemes? Even after the two organizations had merged into one, plenty of people still hadn't forgotten the old grudge and continued to bare their fangs at Lee Hyeon-Su.0

And Lee Hyeon-Ju was dealing with someone like that.0

Lee Hyeon-Su growled leisurely. “Looks like you need to be more aware of your position, Miss Lee. Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?”0

“...!”0

“If you still don't get what I'm saying, allow me to explain it to you. I don't care what you say to me or what you can bring to the table. I simply have zero thoughts of humoring you. Negotiations are performed by parties of equal standing. You need to be more self-aware of the reality you now find yourself in. Because I don't have time to spare for your little tantrums.”0

“You...!”0

“If you wish to talk...” Lee Hyeon-Su muttered as a sly smirk formed on his lips. “Reveal all your hands first and wait until you get a response. Who knows? If our side is feeling generous, maybe we'll think about humoring you.”0

Lee Hyeon-Ju tightly clenched her fists. This humiliation...!0

The humiliation she felt at this very moment made her entire body shudder again.0

She was fully aware of her situation;...0