"Hey, you must be the social worker? I'm Choi Gyungho." Gyungho approached the man waiting outside and bowed to him, pretty sure it was him based off the research he'd done into the organisation last night. Wei Wuxian had given him contact information and there was a picture of him online, all of his credentials and his colleagues. It was overwhelming to read everything and put it into a context of his life and his nephews. What a strange experience this was going to be.

Gyungho was a very well put together and dapper man, nothing like his sister or his father who were fairly rough around the edges. He was well dressed, well groomed and with model level good looks. He really didn't look like he belonged to that family these days. Likely a breath of fresh air after his sister and father.

Though he wasn't a very open, welcoming sort of man. He was polite but closed off, making it hard to read how he felt about being here. He kept distance and watched the social worker curiously. "How do we do this?"