Mingyu could not even begin to grasp that Lee Chang had any particular qualms about his whoring. He figured he just caught Lee Chang at a bad time, or he was fussy about the undead having all but followed him here and was taking his mood out on the nearest pretty face. He wouldn't be the first man to do so, and would prove to be far from the last.

"You're perfectly capable when you aren't busy sulking about feeling sorry for yourself," Mingyu retorted, grip unrelenting. He used his knee to knock Lee Chang's legs out from under him, to prevent the man from getting away.

"What's your theory?" he asked, as though they were having a normal discussion from a normal position.