Kim Hyung-Jung exhaled softly right before he entered the Chinese embassy, having firmly made up his mind.

Even if their country was weak, it didn’t mean that their people were weak as well. Although they recommended that Kang Chan should apologize, as an agent of South Korea’s National Intelligence Service, Kim Hyung-Jung didn’t want to be overpowered in spirit. That was especially the case now since there were people who had decided to protect a talented young man to the point where they were willing to put their positions on the line. Some of those people were the President, the National Intelligence Service Director, and Go Gun-Woo, who even decided to resign as the Prime Minister for Kang Chan’s sake.

When Kim Hyung-Jung walked into the embassy, a man in a full suit approached Kim Hyung-Jung.

“What brings you here?” the employee spoke fluent Korean, but he had a Chinese accent.

“I’m here to see Mr. Yang Fan.”

The man stared at Kim Hyung-Jung for a moment, then turned around. “Please follow me.”

The man guided him to the left side of...