Yifeng was livid. Hong could see it and he almost regretted opening his mouth. But then again, Yifeng would probably be even more furious if Hong held withheld the information. So he stayed put, waiting for Yifeng to say something.

He'd known the man for years now, having helped a bit with a few things - Hong was good with his hands - mechanics, electronics. Any devices that Yifeng needed, Hong had a way to provide them. Whether it be making one from complete scratch, or grasping them through his own connections.

The latter drew a breath and with a clenched fist placed upon the table he spoke in a level voice - or as level as he could manage in his current state. Everybody knew he wouldn't last longer though and Hong prepared for an onslaught of a forty year-old man throwing the tantrum of a three year-old.

"How could you let this happen?"

Hong but his tongue. He wasn't going to speak and fire up Yifeng even more. Instead he only sat and it probably went unnoticed by the other man seeing as he continued.

"We had so many people watching him, monitoring him! That bloody woman probably helped him," at this Hong allowed an agreeable hum to escape his lips.  He had a feeling that Fangjin might've cracked.

"Ugh! ing Fangjin needs to learn when shut that trap of hers! And Minseok--!"  Yifeng held the bridge of his nose and brought his fist down hard on the table. "He should've been watching him but instead he decides to run off on some romantic vendetta! Do they how much danger we could all be in? How much danger my son could be in!" Yifeng' voice had risen to a full on shout now and Hong winced when Yifeng looked at him and pointed and angry finger.

"Don't think I forgot you! You were supposed to watch him too! All that slacking off you do! I want him here! Tomorrow night! Before anything worse gets out of hand."

Hong frowns and stands, "But Yifeng--"

"Just do it Hong, god damnit! Before I finally put a bullet through that skull!"

Hong grunts. "Understood."

He walks out of the room and curses under his breath. Looks like he's got a lot of last minute phone calls to make.

The first one however, was to Fangjin.

"Hello?" Her voice came over the line.

"It's Hong."

"What the do you want now?"

"There's been a change of plans. We're taking in the subject tomorrow night instead--"

"--What? Hong--!"

"--You don't get a say in this. Goodbye Fangjin."