Twenty minutes later.
The Manor.
"Fool!" Mr. Sang, dressed in a Tang suit, nearly jabbed his finger into Lin Jun's nose in rage, "Why couldn't you contact me? Why?"
"The place was electronically shielded, and later my mobile phone was smashed during the fight…" Lin Jun was wrapped in bandages. Although he was skilled with a knife, having been 'kissed' directly by two high-explosive grenades, he was lucky to have half of his hair left.
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit was too angry to care about his explanation and slapped the table furiously, "Then why didn't you think to leave the building and call me? Now Sun Ku has been taken away, and our data has likely been leaked, you fool!"
"My apologies, Mr. Sang. But my driver did mention seeing another me, I suspect Huan Ling has appeared." Lin Jun hastily changed the subject.
