General Kim Jung-hwa couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the warriors that stood before him.
It was no question that there is a cold and heavy atmosphere among the members of the Second Elites. Other than noticeable beat up state of their well-beings despite the stiff posture of any warrior in the presence of their superior, it was hard not to zone to the obvious of the tension between a certain Demon and Angel of the troop. But Jung-hwa dared not to ask for it might only add fuel to the flame.
Jung-hwa shrugged it for the mean time and may bring it up in private with his cousin afterwards. He was to prioritized more urgent matters after all.
“If you must, you may take a seat.”
Jung-hwa gestured to the single and double couches situated at the middle of his large office.
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