The Disguise Gate (2)

"Guild master! The association called!!"

A tall and brisk man shouted as he jammed into the office of Lee Se-Chul.

Lee Se-Chul, also tall and well-built man with a strong face gently. He collected the phone and leaned back, his long brown hair flowed down his back and glistened in the rays of sunlight that escaped from the glass window behind him.

"Hello."

"If it isn't president Nam Jin-Hwan. To what do I owe this unexpected call? Wait don't tell me you miss me or someth–

"One of the reasons why I don't like you is that you talk too much despite being an S rank."

The president cut his statement short with his brief and harsh explanation causing Lee Se-Chul to frown.

"You see, there's a disguise gate not too far from your guild headquarters, a local marketplace somewhere I don't know–

"You want to ask for my help and look at your big mouth insult me."