Chatuwallah left the room in frustration. Frankenstroheim blocked Chatuwallah’s path.
“Sit,” Frankenstroheim ordered.
“What? What did you just say to me?”
“Didn’t you hear? I said to sit.” Frankenstroheim crossed his arms with an intimidating aura.
Chatuwallah’s personal guard soldiers approached Frankenstroheim. When one of the soldiers went to grab Frankenstroheim’s shoulder, something struck the soldier’s chest. It was Frankenstroheim’s fist in a gauntlet.
Seeing his personal guard soldier double over, Chatuwallah was infuriated. “How dare you attack my own subordinate?! What is the meaning of this?!”
Frankenstroheim lifted another soldier up by the neck. “The negotiation is not over yet. What is the meaning of storming off in the middle of a negotiation?”
“What? What did you say?”
Frankenstroheim tossed the soldier toward Chatuwallah and gestured with his chin toward the table. “President Chatuwallah, don’t you see the people waiting for you? Go sit.”
Chatuwallah glanced over at the table. Kang Hyuk was watching him with his chin resting in his hand, and Yojimbo was gri...
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