The meeting place with Kim Jong-Bin was at the foot of a gloomy looking mountain somewhere in Paju. But it was also a suitable spot for an ambush, and with no residences around, it was the perfect place to plan for a cover-up even if there were to be a commotion.

Kim Jin-Woo looked around with a satisfied look. He was the one who had wanted somewhere quiet for the meeting. Most of the power he possessed was something he couldn’t be too public about, so of course, the sparsely populated foot of the mountain would be to his advantage. Moreover, since the meeting time was in the evening, the darkness was something he was more than accustomed to.

He followed the GPS coordinates he had received instead of a text message, and leisurely waited for the other party to arrive. However, the promised time came and went, and the other party didn’t appear. Instead of Kim Jong-Bin, almost a hundred unidentifiable opponents approached him instead.

“It was indeed a trap.” Although the enemy had encircled him perfectly, Kim Jin-Woo was still as calm as ever. “I wasn’t expecting much in the first place anyway.”

Just then, the corners of a nearby patch of grass rustled, and another group of men appeared.

“You seem to know why we’re here.” The man who spoke carried a different air from Song Jong-Chul.

Kim Jin-Woo stared hard at the man for a long time before smirking for some unknown reason, replying, “Nope. Not at all.”

The man had an unusual aura...