Meanwhile, somewhere else, the two men who were the subject of their discussion could be seen in a car while looking at a massive amount of reporters and interested people.
"Why are there so many people here? I thought this was some private re-evaluation?" Jin Woo asked.
"Sir, they aren't here for the two of you," the driver responded.
"Is there a back door or something?" Steve joined in.
He didn't truly care about the crowd, but even he felt weird having them around. The last time he underwent the evaluation, he could barely pass. His mana capacity and his main ability were what took him to rank. If there were people streaming this evaluation live, then he didn't want that. He knew he was now much stronger, but he was nervous for some reason.
"Unfortunately, sir, that can't be used in this situation," the driver responded.
"Okay then," Steve replied as he stepped out of the car.
They were parked a fair distance away from the venue, so no one saw him. Though he was somewhat confident in what rank he would get, even so, he wasn't ready to face the press yet. For now, he needed to find a way into the venue without being noticed.
"I should have brought Judy or my suit if I had known," Steve said with a sigh as he began stretching.
Looking back at the car, Steve saw the young man who had survived the dungeon with him, Sung Jin Woo, step out of the vehicle as well.
"You hate crowds too?" Steve asked as he finished stretching.
"No sir, but I don't think it's a good idea for them to be present during the evaluation."
"Okay then, see you in there," Steve said as his countenance changed.
"Same to you, sir," Jin Woo said as he suddenly faded away.
"Huh?" Steve asked, surprised.
The boy hadn't left; he could still sense him just casually walking forward, but he couldn't see him. He had a Stealth skill; that was surprising. Well, it really wasn't considering that the other party had access to a status board like he did.
"Hmm," Steve noted, suddenly vanishing from the area.
Meanwhile, Jin Woo casually walked past the wild crowd, turning back to see what Steve had done. He couldn't find the man anywhere. He was gone.
Steve may not have had his hunter suit on nor did he enchant the current suit he was wearing; however, he was very fast. These were things he learned after leaving the Dungeon. He knew he improved massively while in the Dungeon, but it was hard to truly determine by how much when your opponents were repetitive and you have no way to actually compare them to the outside world.
Inside the venue, the chairman and a couple of people could be seen waiting.
"I thought this was a private event, what are the press doing here?" a familiar man asked.
"Unfortunately, they aren't the only ones getting an evaluation today," Mr. Gunhee replied.
"I see."
"Mr. Chairman," a new voice was heard as Gunhee turned towards the owner of the voice.
"Mr. Grant?!" Gunhee shouted in surprise.
The man had appeared out of nowhere.
"How did you get…"
"Interesting," the other man said.
"Huh?" Steve asked while looking at the other man weirdly.
He was a fairly tall man who looked to be around six feet tall. Unlike the chairman, his face was clear of any scars. He didn't look like someone who had seen much combat either.
"Henry Steward, Director of the Royal Sentinel, the British Hunter's Association," the man introduced himself as he offered a handshake.
"Steven Grant, Architect and Craftsman," Steve replied as he shook the man's hand.