"YOU'RE HERE, Yiwon-ah?"
"Old Woong," Won Yiwon greeted the Vice President of the Hunters Association. "I guess you already know why I'm here."
"You can say that," Old Woong said, not even looking up while replanting a bonsai tree in its new pot. "I only have one ability that you find useful, after all."
"You're the Hunter who has the best ability to open portals in the entire world," Won Yiwon said, sitting on the chair next to the Vice President— leaving a decent space between the two of them. "Have you ever opened a portal to another world?"
"If you consider dungeons to be a different world, then yes, I have. But I know that's not the answer you want to hear."
"I don't believe Ahn Navi is dead."
"Of course, you wouldn't," Old Woong said, chuckling while shaking his head. "You wouldn't have lost your mind if you could easily accept Ahn Navi's death."
"Ahn Navi isn't dead."
"Do you want my therapist, kid?"
Won Yiwon shot the old man a cold look.
