Yang's thoughts broke off when he spotted somebody familiar. It was one of his subordinates. "Boss! We have a problem."
"Problem?" Yang said casually as he pulled out his lighter. He knew his men were following him, but who would have thought that they'd all come? Yang spotted not only his usual assistant but a crowd from the other halls. They were all whispering and gathering together. Yang focused on his lighter. Since he came here, he would use a pipe, but this time he took out a western-style lighter. "Tsk," he was getting frustrated.
'Stupid thing isn't working.' He needed this smoke, though. So many things happened just then. Unlike Setsura, he has no insecurities. However, many things trouble him. Why is he so surprised that things ended up this way? Stop Akito? Forget it; he would be lucky if he could ever see Setsura again. Coming here was already risky enough.
