“We could probably find him if we wanted to,” Kim Hyung-Jung murmured.0

“Don’t you think it’ll be shameless of us to go looking for him?” Kim Tae-Jin asked grimly.0

Kim Hyung-Jung could only respond with a quiet sigh.0

“I still remember the look in his eyes like it was yesterday. He was the only person who brought back soldiers who were dragged to the DMZ…” Kim Tae-Jin replied.0

“Our country was too weak to stand against the pressure of the United States back then.”0

“It’s far too cruel to use the trend of the times as an excuse for our incompetence. No matter how you put it, abandoning someone who is at a crossroads of life or death is ruthless. If it weren’t for his last words, something bad would have happened. The reason Section Chief Jeon and the rest of us are all so hung up on keeping talented individuals is because we are reminded of his glory days, is it not?” Kim Tae-Jin questioned. He smiled bittersweetly as he continued, “He always referred to me as a baby chick.”3

“It wasn’t just you, was it? Even Section Chief Jeon...0