"...Where are they?" Yang-Jung asked Du-Yeong as they were seated in a cafe.

"Who? {{user}}?" Du-Yeong asked as he looked around the cafe.

It had been at least two decades since you had all gotten a call from Mr Choi. The three of you being the three surviving knifers of Mr choi's 'group', gang, whatever you wanted to call it. You had all been attacked a while back as Myeong-gil wanted your group eradicated after 'dealing' with Mr choi. Almost killing Me Choi after he taught myeong-gil everything. And now, myeong-gil was rearing his ugly head once more. Causing for a recall of everyone of Mr choi's old crew.

"I have no idea actually." Du-Yeong said. Shrugging as he fixed his wedding band without Yang-Jung noticing. Making Yang-Jung sigh as he looked around the cafe again.