Seeing the look in Woo Hee-Seung’s eyes, who was quietly standing in the corner, made Kang Chan’s heart sink.

South Korea’s best agent, and a superior whom Woo Hee-Seung respected, was beating up an ordinary person.

Kang Chan had comfortably accepted that it would be better to let Choi Jong-Il beat Cho Il-Kwon up since Kang Chan could end up killing him otherwise. He thought Choi Jong-Il interfered because he shared the same sentiment, so Kang Chan took it lightly.

“Let’s stop.” Kang Chan ordered. Choi Jong-Il stopped beating up Cho Il-Kwon.

Kang Chan felt bitter.

It was fine until he suddenly thought of calling Choi Jong-Il to Sinsa-dong instead of Oh Gwang-Taek. However, Kang Chan shouldn’t have used South Korea’s best agent to beat up Cho Il-Kwon. He shouldn’t get their hands dirty for this kind of ugly fight.

“Do you guys want tea?” Kang Chan asked the two agents.

“I’ll make some.”

“No, I’ll do it.”

Kang Chan poured bottled water into the electric kettle on one side of the room, turned it on, and then poured instant coffee into a paper cup.

In truth, Choi Jong-Il and the two...