When five o'clock had come around the corner, Jun-Lee was awake and was still trying to wake himself up. He let go of the gun he was holding, got up to his feet and stretched out his limbs. Walking over to the small bathroom, he washed his face, did the necessary things to fix himself and then came out fixing his tie. He looked like he hadn't taken a nap at all but his hair continued to brush over his shoulders.

The Red Dragon group and the Midori Kawa clan will just have to deal with his long hair.

The meeting was short and prompt. Strangely enough, there were no problems at all while they discussed the things regarding the casino and their underground businesses. He promised them safety and security in exchange for their loyalty. They knew of what he could and neither of them wanted their heads on a silver platter. At least, the higher-ups did in the chain. He wasn't sure about their men. They could be rather idiotic at times and he could attest to that with his own men. Of course, he'd even kill them with his own hands.

When eight o'clock had come around the corner, too, he could be seen enjoying his cup of tea in a lavish room and a large window that overlooked the city. He was at the top floor of the building and he had his leg crossed over the other. There was still an hour until his little tour around the casino and so far, he hadn't heard anything bad regarding this Skye. In fact, he'd noticed his work ethics and he liked it. The man was doing good and reaching his quota. Often times, he was reaching past the quota and Jun-Lee was very pleased.