“Damn it.”

In the lavish tent, Jinryong’s face contorted in anger.

This wasn’t how he had planned things. He was supposed to summon the leaders of Korea and Japan, flaunt his power, and make even the strongest Korean players kneel before him.

He had been confident, possessing the power to do so. And it had almost gone as he intended.

But Taesan had disrupted his plans.

“...Did that bastard also form a contract with a powerful being?”

Jinryong’s face twisted in frustration.

As he had descended into the labyrinth, a certain entity, driven by insatiable greed, had approached him and …