The City’s Hustle

Jakarta, the beating heart of Indonesia, thrummed with life as the tension in the city grew. Skyscrapers clashed with ancient temples, modernity fighting to erase tradition, but underneath it all, a darker battle was unfolding. It wasn’t just about power or politics—it was a war for control over the very future of Southeast Asia.

Bintang stood on the rooftop, watching the city sprawled beneath him, his thoughts weighed down by the shadows closing in. The Nine Dragons were no longer the simple syndicate he once knew—they had evolved, adapted, and become something far more dangerous.

And now, the successor to Wei Long, Yun Feng, had taken the helm.

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Bintang met Lia at a quiet café near the National Monument. The city’s hustle seemed far away as they shared a rare moment of calm, though the undercurrent of danger lingered in the air.

“Yun Feng’s running the show now,” Bintang said, his voice low. “He’s not like Wei Long. He’s different. Smarter. More dangerous.”