Do Seong-rok enters a mansion, walking with long, slow strides, maintaining a serious and professional expression and a confident posture. He stops when he sees the group in the dining room, being introduced by Mrs. J.

— Do Seong-rok. My best agent, he will serve well as Anon’s security. I bow slightly when introduced.

A woman at the table stands and welcomes me, inviting me to join them.

— Come, come. Make yourself at home, Seong. My expression softens with the woman’s kindness, thanking her respectfully.

— What a capable young man! Don’t you think? A gentleman exclaims with a warm smile.

— I am certain he is the right person for this responsibility. Mrs. J says, nodding toward Anon.