It seems this deal won't be going smoothly. Ryu Jaegwan stood silently with his hands behind his back in the luxurious room, next to the Boss who was sitting in a chair.

The Boss's voice over the phone grew louder. A subtle but sharp voice, tinged with irritation.

The luxurious room was filled with the scent of matching perfume and the strong smell of tobacco. When the Boss held a cigarette burned down to the filter up in the air, Ryu Jaegwan naturally pressed the ember out with his own hand. He was used to it.

...

It looks like things are about to get messy soon. It could be in three days at the longest, or just a few hours from now.

The Boss hung up the phone.

Ryu Jaegwan simply felt a bit tired.