Contact, yes. That was the annoying part. Of course Yunxu knew how to contact Heojin. But there wasn't any strength in the knowledge alone, not when it meant relying completely on Heojin's goodwill in order to get an audience, and not when it meant Yunxu still had no idea where Heojin was. Or, more precisely, who Heojin was. There weren't many kedan who could change their appearances so perfectly.

The moment the door had closed, Yunxu followed. He strode quickly across the office and yanked the door open with perhaps more force than was necessary. Stepped out into the hall. Scanned up and down.

No one.

Yunxu frowned. The hall was too long for Heojin to have vanished without a trace so quickly. There were three guards out cold near the office door, but that was the only indication Heojin had been there at all.

Magic?

Possibly. But Yunxu couldn't do anything about it now. With one last glance over his shoulder, he went to enlist someone's help in moving the incapacitated guards over to the hospital.