The moment Li Wei and Jian return to their base, they gather their closest allies. The revelation of the resistance's sabotage plan weighs heavily on them, but they know they must act swiftly and decisively.
A council forms in the dimly lit chamber of the newly rebuilt gathering hall. Among them are Mei Lin, a former merchant who had sided with Li Wei after seeing the corruption of her peers, and Captain Ren, the leader of the city's guard, a man who once enforced the old rulers' laws but has since dedicated himself to the new world they are building.
Jian stands at the head of the table, his arms crossed, his voice measured but firm. "The resistance isn't just waiting. They're planning an attack—starving the people, cutting off resources, and using fear to turn them against us."
Murmurs ripple through the group, some of shock, others of anger. Mei Lin clenches her fists. "Of course they are. They can't fight openly anymore, so they resort to shadows and whispers."
Captain Ren exhales sharply. "We should strike first. Seize control of the supply lines before they can act. If we take away their leverage, they lose their power."
Li Wei considers the suggestion. It's bold, but if they're too aggressive, they might lose the trust of those still undecided. They cannot afford to appear as tyrants replacing the old ones.
"We need to be strategic," Li Wei says, her voice calm but unwavering. "If we simply seize control, we give them the narrative they want—that we're just another force taking power. No, we need to turn the people against them before they can act."
Jian nods in agreement. "Then we expose them."
Mei Lin's eyes gleam with understanding. "If the people see that the resistance is willing to starve them, to use terror to regain power, they'll reject them. We need proof—something undeniable."
Li Wei turns to Captain Ren. "Can you deploy your men to quietly track their movements? Follow the trade routes, identify who is involved, and gather evidence. We need names, locations, and plans. When the time is right, we'll bring it all to the people."
Captain Ren salutes. "Consider it done."
Mei Lin smirks. "And while he does that, I can make sure that certain... messages find their way into the right ears. If the resistance leaders think some of their allies are turning on them, they might start making mistakes."
Jian raises an eyebrow. "Sowing paranoia among them?"
Mei Lin shrugs. "They're already afraid of losing power. I'll just give them a little push."
Li Wei meets Jian's gaze, and he nods. They have a plan.
The Trap is Set
Over the next few days, the city hums with unseen tension. The resistance continues to operate in the shadows, unaware that they are being watched. Captain Ren's men gather intelligence, mapping out the network of merchants, suppliers, and guards still loyal to the old ways. Mei Lin spreads carefully crafted rumors, ensuring that the resistance leaders begin to doubt their own ranks.
Then, the perfect opportunity arises.
A secret meeting is set to take place in an abandoned warehouse at the docks, where the resistance plans to finalize their strategy for cutting off supplies to the city. Captain Ren has already positioned his men nearby, hidden in the darkness, waiting for Li Wei's signal.
Li Wei, Jian, and Mei Lin stand on the rooftop of a nearby building, watching as the conspirators gather. The leader, the same man who had stood against them in the square, paces the room below, unaware that his every word is about to be turned against him.
"Once the shipments are intercepted," he says, "we let the people suffer for a while. Let them feel the hunger. Let them remember what it was like when we were in control. And when they start turning against Li Wei and her so-called new world, we step in as their saviors."
Li Wei tightens her grip on the hilt of her sword.
Jian whispers, "We have everything we need. It's time."
With a nod, Li Wei signals Captain Ren's men. Within seconds, they move in, surrounding the warehouse. A torch is lit at the entrance, the flames illuminating the figures inside. The conspirators freeze as the realization dawns on them.
Li Wei steps forward, her voice ringing through the night.
"The people will not suffer for your greed."
The resistance leader spins around, his face twisting in rage and fear. "You—!"
Before he can order his men to fight, Captain Ren and his guards pour into the warehouse, weapons drawn. The resistance members reach for their blades, but they are outnumbered, caught in a trap they never saw coming.
Mei Lin smirks from the rooftop. "Looks like your little rebellion just ended."
The leader snarls. "Do you really think this will change anything? People will always choose power over ideals. You'll see."
Li Wei steps closer, her gaze unwavering. "No. What they'll see is the truth. You were never fighting for them. You were fighting for yourselves."
Jian holds up a scroll—written records, confessions from merchants who had been coerced, and details of the entire plot. "By morning, every person in this city will know exactly who you are and what you planned to do."
The leader's face pales. He knows it's over.
Captain Ren gestures to his men. "Take them away."
As the guards drag the conspirators out into the night, Li Wei exhales. It's not victory—not yet. But it is a step toward securing the future they are fighting for.
Mei Lin stretches. "Well, that was satisfying. What's next?"
Li Wei glances at Jian. "Now we take this evidence to the people. We let them see with their own eyes who was truly standing in the way of progress."
Jian nods. "And we make sure this never happens again."
As the city awakens the next morning, the news spreads like wildfire. The resistance leaders who had tried to manipulate the people are unmasked, their plots revealed for all to see. The remaining merchants who had supported them either flee the city or swear allegiance to the new order.
For the first time in a long while, the people see the truth—not just in words, but in action. And for the first time, they begin to believe that the world Li Wei and Jian are trying to build might truly be possible.
But deep in the shadows of the city, unseen eyes are watching. The battle for the future is not over yet.