One Of Those Faces

It had taken us a little bit of time to get from the third circle to the core, even with Zhao Jun Jie's get out of jail free card. By the time we got to the building itself, the man was pacing back and forth in front of the door. 

"What's going on?" asked Bin An Sha, still more than a few feet away from the agitated man. 

"Where the hell have you been?" demanded Zhao Jun Jie as he stopped suddenly and turned to look at us. "You were supposed to be at your house if you weren't at the hospital. You were at neither place! I had to send at least 20 men to hunt you down! Where were you?!?"

"Alright," smiled Bin An Sha, his hands raised as if to placate the man. "I understand that you are upset, but you need to back the fuck off. I am not your private doctor, nor am I under your control. I will go where I want when I want, and if you don't like that, I suggest you find someone else to help you. Someone you can control better."