“Good morning, I’m Rudd Penn.”

Hyeonu didn’t pay attention to Rudd Penn, the man greeting him. He sat on the prepared wooden chair and said to Liu Shei, “You owe me one. My request probably won’t be light.”

After making a one-sided declaration to Liu Shei, Hyeonu shifted his attention to Rudd Penn. “You wanted to see me? You shouldn’t just want to say hello if you had the Third Dragon of Kowloon call me. What is your purpose? It isn’t a joke to have a busy person come here.”

Hyeonu knew the purpose of Rudd’s meeting, but he pretended not to know. It was because this was more helpful to Hyeonu.

‘He didn’t know anything and was just purely enjoying Arena’—this was the concept of the day, and its effect was amazing.

Feeling worn-out, Rudd was embarrassed.

‘What? Isn’t he different from the person I researched? Is this an act or is his usual behavior an act...?’

Rudd was perplexed. Hyeonu’s behavior was 180 degrees different from what was in the report Rudd received. The report said there was some pretension, but...