Yun took a phone out of his pocket and answered the call, "Yes, Sensei?"
"How many times have I told you not to call me that way?!" Alan immediately exploded when he heard the words of his apprentice. "Where are you hanging?!"
"Sir, what do you mean, where? You told me to practice my skills yourself. So I went to look for gangsters to have some practice."
"Are you an idiot?! Haven't you thought of anything smarter than that?!"
Yun sighed, arguing with Alan, when he was furious, could be life-threatening.
"Sir, I... kind of... accidentally bumped into that girl, Elena Lee."
Alan was silent, and then he asked seriously, "I hope you didn't do anything stupid? You know how important this object is for the Master."
"Uh... no, I didn't do anything," Yun answered with a slightly hesitating voice.
"You didn't' sound confident when you answered my question," Alan suspected that something was not right.
"Sir, the Master does not plan to hurt this girl in any way? She doesn't seem like a bad person to me, and..."
"Listen, Yun. The Master's plans do not concern you at all. Mind your own business. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," the young man answered obediently.
"You have your own specific task, focus on it. Because when the time comes and the Master gives the order to proceed, you should be able to complete this task successfully. In the end, this is what you wished for yourself. Or are you ready to back off from your goal because of the little attention this strange girl blessed you with?" Alan asked him, knowing perfectly well how to influence this person.
"No, sir. I will not give up my assignment. Sorry for the weakness that I demonstrated. I am ready to carry an appropriate punishment," Yun replied.
"Good. I'm glad I don't have to explain your duties to you. As for the punishment... hmmm... Two weeks without anime and computer games will be enough for you."
"What?! But, Sensei!!!"
"Three weeks."
"Sir! Please, this is too much! I would rather run 20 miles every day!" The young man begged, not expecting such severity from his mentor.
"You have to be at home in half an hour. Every minute of delay will be equated to an additional day of the ban on games," Alan replied coldly and hung up the phone.
A young man stood and listened to beeps in his phone. He let out a manly tear, bitterly thinking about how he would have to wait three weeks to watch the last three episodes of his favorite anime, which he had no time to watch.
"Someday I will take revenge on this sadist!"
Yun loudly cursed the whole street and ran off to the side of the house, so as not to earn extra days to the already painful punishment for him.
. . .
David launched a program that monitors Elena's cell phone on his mobile device. After making sure that the girl was already at home, the man sighed contentedly, put the phone in his pocket and stared at the announcement board.
According to its data, his brother's plane landed more than an hour ago. He had to go through customs control already, but the elder Anderson was nowhere to be seen.
David took out his phone again and dialed the number. After short beeps, he was finally answered, "Hello?"
"Where are you?"
"I'm here!" A low male voice answered David right in his ear.
The young man bounced off and turned around, "Daniel, damn you! You couldn't come up properly if you saw me?!" David swore, watching his older brother's contented face.
"Well, I'm sorry. You were so focused, and the temptation to prank you was so great that I could not resist," Daniel laughed out loud.
"Okay, welcome. Let's go."
"Eh, we have not seen each other for half a year, and you are so cold with me," the older brother sighed.
"If you were late for another half hour, you would get to the city by yourself," David added irritably.
"It was just that there was such a pretty air hostess, so we decided to have a little... khem... 'conversation together' before we finally parted," Daniel winked at his brother.
David froze with a look on his face, saying 'Are you serious about it?', and then he sighed and intentionally quickened his step, "Keep these details with you."
"Oh, and I just wanted to share with you the details of my personal life," Daniel sighed with sadness.
"Your stormy personal life is too diverse to tell me the details."
"Nah, brother, and this time it's about my bride."
"Your bride?!" David was shocked to hear such a word from his brother.
As far as he knew him, Daniel Anderson and the marriage were like two parallel lines that were not destined to cross. So his brother was far from the image of a family man-to-be.
"What girl in her right mind agreed to be your bride?"
"Haha, boy, you underestimate the power of the charm of your older brother! The ability to captivate women is in Andersons' blood, do not you agree?"
David did not answer his brother's question, as there was no point. He himself used his attractive looks and charisma more than once to attract the people he needed.
"Also consider another fact," Daniel continued, "I am now the youngest Nobel Prize winner in the medical field. By the way, thanks for the documents you gave. They turned out to be very useful."
"I have already noticed this. So who is your bride? Do I know her?"
Daniel slyly squinted and replied, "It's a secret! In fact, this girl herself does not know what kind of happiness is about to fall on her head," he laughed.
"What? How is that even possible?" David wondered.
"I'll explain it to you later. You better tell me about something else. A little bird told me that you were very close with the daughter of the Lee Pharmaceuticals president. And how far did your plan go?"
David turned his head and glared at his brother, "Watch what you say. Just because you are a little aware of my affairs, it does not mean that I let you poke your nose into them."
The men approached the car. David opened the trunk and silently went forward to get in the driver's seat. Daniel, watching the reaction of his brother, just grinned. He put the suitcase in the trunk, slammed it, got into the car, and they left the airport.