Yunho appears before you, keeping direct eye contact. Stoic-faced, he waves his hand to dismiss his men in the room to make you more comfortable in his presence; but also to assert his dominance in the room and flex his authority over others right before your eyes.

He’s not a patient man at all. And he’s clearly making that obvious by the way he quickly makes his way to stand right in front of you. Stone-faced and growling lowly.

“Let me cut to the chase. Where’s the money?”