Their Mission Evident in His Tone.

As the tension mounted within the Nine Dragons’ headquarters, Yun Feng summoned his inner circle to strategize their next move. The room was dimly lit, shadows flickering as the neon lights from the street outside spilled through the windows, adding to the charged atmosphere.

“Listen up,” Yun Feng began, his tone steady and authoritative. “Bintang and Sebastian think they can challenge us. We need to show them the consequences of their actions.”

Mei Ling sat at the edge of the table. Her laptop opened as she prepared to dive into their intel. “Can you identify their contacts?” Yun Feng asked, fixing his intense gaze on her.

“Already on it,” Mei Ling replied, her fingers flying across the keyboard. “I can trace their communications. If they reach out to Rhea or Kiran, we’ll know exactly who they’re involving.”