"Nothing can be done."
Zeno raised a brow. "Are you sure you're a lawyer?"
"Yes!" Doha exclaimed from the side, sitting next to Duckhwan, Duck for short. He was one of the gym boys that he acted with, and he was supposedly a lawyer.
Duck pursed his lips. "Look there," he said, pointing to a sign on the wall. "I offer legal counseling to whoever wants it. My diploma is even under it."
Zeno narrowed his eyes before turning back to Duck. "You studied in Seoul University?"
Duck nodded proudly. "With a full scholarship."
Zeno couldn't believe it. Seoul University had one of the most strictest acceptance rates in their country.
"What are you doing here then?" Zeno couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, being a lawyer is not that fun, so I turned back to my dream as a gym lad," he smiled innocently.
Zeno pursed his lips. Well, it seemed he was smart enough. If only Zeno had lived as a lawyer in one of his missions, but he didn't — not even once. So, he had to seek help from Duck.
