Hanbada never got easier.

For anyone.

As hard as it was for Young-woo, it was also hard for Jun-ho. The wolves and the sheep often did not exist far apart from each other, and sometimes it was hard to determine who was who. Everything was sort of a lion’s den, and you might have well been wearing a suit of meat unless you were a soulless attorney— or just smart enough to keep up with them.

At least Jun-ho could just sort of hide away from the world at his desk. Sometimes. Usually.