Their captain—who nagged them on a daily basis, preaching the importance of ‘perfection’ and forcing his unrealistically high standards to everyone—had finally made a mistake.
However, no one felt smug about it.
The door had already been locked.
They would’ve assumed the same thing.
And they all knew this incident would only make things worse for anthropomorphs.
Assigning blame wouldn’t change what had already happened.
Even if the Wan-In Sect anthropomorph had appeared where they were stationed, they knew that they had a high chance of making the same mistake Wooheon did.
Once every member of the team left, the meeting room fell quiet.
Wooheon dropped into a chair, his body feeling unsteady and heavy.
Owning up to his mistake felt like walking into a firing line.
A harsh breath escaped his lungs.
Now that he’d said it out loud, all the stress he’d been barely holding in came crashing down all at once.
“Mr. Kang... Um... Are you okay?”
“Do I look okay? I’m pathetic.”
