Early next morning, Choi Yu-Seong received a call from Choi Woo-Jae and then headed immediately toward the family home in Yeonhui-dong.

As always, Choi Woo-Jae was sitting in the office with his back to the window. When Woo-Jae looked at Yu-Seong, Yu-Seong could feel the suffocatingly cold vibe but it was not as bad as before.

‘Is it because of this unique smell of wood? Or is it because this place is where Father has stayed for a long time?’

It was a question of whether places could start to take after people or people could take after places.

While Choi Yu-Seong was questioning such a vibe, Choi Woo-Jae gestured to the sofa with his chin as he said, "Have a seat.”

"Yes, sir."

"It is no exaggeration to say that the fate of the guild business is on next week’s match.”

"...I am aware of it." Choi Yu-Seong nodded slowly at the abrupt conversation starter.

"Chairman Yoo, that sly old man is not an easy one. There must be a reason why he chose Orc Village as the place for the match," said Woo-Jae.

"I see.”

"He will do everything he can. He may have prepared a special Ancient Relic or dug a trap that only applies to you.”

While Choi Woo-Jae continued...