Kimchi Country, the north bank of the Han River, the Taeri luxury district.
This was where Kimchi Country's wealthiest people lived. Every villa commanded a prime river view, and security rivaled that of the presidential residence.
The largest, most lavish, and most mysterious estate of them all was the Kim Corporation Chairman's Private Residence.
At that moment, the atmosphere in a secret meeting room deep beneath the estate was suffocating.
A massive curved screen showed Su Ye's live broadcast of "cleansing the sect" at Military Command headquarters.
The sharp crack of a politician's neck breaking, the dull crunch of the Major General's bones, those desperate confessions and accusations...
Every sound struck the heart of everyone in the room like a hammer.
The President of Kimchi Country was a scholarly-looking Middle-aged Man with slicked-back hair. Now his face was white as paper, and he gripped a cigar so tightly his knuckles ached.
The cigar had long since gone out. Ash fell onto his expensive, handmade suit trousers, but he didn't notice.
"It's over... It's all over..."
He muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
"Su Ye found out... Dong Huang has sent troops... It's being broadcast worldwide... I'm an enemy of humanity now..."
He jerked his head up and glared across the round table with bloodshot eyes. His voice rose sharply, thick with fear and anger.
"Kim Hyun-joon! Your family did this to me! When you told me to send Kim Jae-hoon, I said it was too risky! Those were members of the Demon Race! Humanity's mortal enemies! But you kept saying, 'Fortune favors the bold,' and 'Dong Huang wouldn't dare touch us'... Well, what now?! Su Ye is at our door! Dong Huang's army is coming! What are we supposed to do?! Huh?! Aishiba!!!"
The target of his outburst was a