Drai's jaw dropped as he looked at the unkempt man in disbelief. The legendary president, who was presumed to have perished during his solo venture, was standing right before him.
Though Drai knew that Auri's great-uncle had last been seen entering Siyeun Mountains in search of Siyeun Comets, he didn't suspect one bit that the cave owner was the same man, not even after Drai was told to call him "Max". After all, more than two decades had passed since the incident, creating a blind spot in Drai's reasoning.
Seeing that Drai went stiff again, Max furrowed his brows.
"Hey, what's up with you? Is the soup's smell too strong?"
He sniffed at the steaming pot but quickly became confused—it smelled a lot milder than usual.
Drai finally snapped out of his shock. He leaned forward abruptly and grabbed Max's hands, shaking them fervently.
"President Max! You're actually alive!" Drai exclaimed, his eyes beaming with excitement.
