Capítulo 170: The Futuristic Lobby

Choi Minho nodded his head with a hint of dismissal. He wasn't looking at the man; instead, he focused his gaze on one of the statues. After a split second, he glanced back at him. He obscured his face with a mask, making it impossible to know what was on his mind or anything else.

"Well, then. You're dismissed for now," he commanded. The man bowed his head before turning and striding towards the exit. Choi Minho watched him. A nagging thought lingered: had the man truly lost his memory? Or did he have another reason for saving Lee Seung?

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