The sky over Beijing was a dull canvas of overcast grey, heavy with the weight of the coming storm — political and otherwise. Lin Feng stood by the panoramic glass windows of the Apex Council's private floor, arms crossed, watching the city pulse below. Behind him, a quiet hum of voices and keystrokes signaled the shifting energy within the newly reshuffled war room. Today wasn't about confrontation — not overtly. It was about recalibration.
"Status update," Lin said without turning.
Chen Ke's voice responded instantly from behind, clipped and sharp, "Legal cleanup is proceeding smoothly. The dummy firms Cassandra embedded within our lower procurement chains are being unwound one by one. We've isolated three more procurement officers who were on her silent payroll."
"Good. Keep it discreet," Lin replied.
