Guarding outside the venue, Chun-Ho peeked inside the ballroom, getting a feel of how many guests were left to look after. Seeing there are only a few, he turned to Ha-joon who was sitting in front of a table, next to the door.
Ha-joon had his hands folded against his chest. His legs crossed as swing his foot repeatedly.
"Ha-joon, you can join the party. Kael and I will take care of overseeing from here. There are only a few visitors left," reasoned Chun-Ho. "Plus, there is security from the Xias by the lobby and a few more from the Lus, just down the halls."
Looking explicitly manly in his gray jacket and off-white Chinese-collared shirt, Ha-joon brushed his fingers through his army-style hair and sighed. He was in deep thought for a second before he finally spoke, "Maybe I should check on Iseul."
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The next chapter will be after 12am. Sorry guys, went out today so I was a little busy.