In the grand living room of Sun Gang's villa, a tense air enveloped the space as Sun Gang swirled a glass of whiskey, deep in thought and visibly agitated. Master Kong, an imposing figure, walked in with an air of authority and sat beside Sun Gang.
His piercing, glinting eyes sent a shiver down Sun Gang's spine as Master Kong addressed him, "It seems like you're failing to execute the order I gave you, Sun Gang."
Sun Gang's heart raced, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "I'm sorry, Master. The people I hired are delaying," he pleaded.
Ignoring Sun Gang's plea, Master Kong continued sternly, "This means I have to do things myself now."
Sun Gang desperately asked for more time, but Master Kong remained resolute. "Tomorrow, you will go and get the third page. I will give you its location," he commanded.
"Yes, Master," Sun Gang replied obediently.
