"Not too bad," Minjun agreed, because... Well, this was what he'd expected. "I'll text you a shopping list. Ten is right about making a statement, so he can help me pick a wardrobe, but I need you for the other stuff. Weapons. Bulletproof vests. I'd like to not get taken out by a cheap sniper, at least."

He was worth that much. "I've got money. My father gave me access to some. I am here with his blessing, feel free to spread that when you get a chance. People will love that."

It was all about family, succession. Politics. As always. "Yejoon can find us somewhere to rent. I need somewhere to live and also somewhere to meet people and it needs to look the part. We can go into debt now, make an impression. Worry about it later."

Seemed like the way to go. Minjun leaned his head against Gyungho's shoulder, glancing at him from the side. "By the way... You got really hot. You must be getting mad laid."