"The academy has a curfew at 9:00 p.m.," Kim Seijin stated, his voice calm but authoritative. "We'll discuss this further tomorrow."
"Yes, sir," Seung responded respectfully, his tone measured.
They exited the office together, their footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. The sound gradually faded as they approached the lift.
Kim Seijin stole a sideways glance at Seung, scrutinizing him. Despite the chaos in Seung's life—the loss of his sister, the stripping of his power—he remained composed, his posture steady, his expression unreadable.
'I wonder what changed his mind,' Kim Seijin mused, pausing briefly as Seung stepped into the lift. 'But it seems he's accepted my offer for a reason. We're both using each other now. I'll play along.'
Kim Seijin joined Seung in the lift, his eyes catching Seung's calculating gaze. It was as if Seung was weighing his options, assessing every move.
