Take care of the loose ends

Grand Chancellor's Manor

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the Grand Chancellor's study, Yang Chenzi sat motionless in his chair, his fingers drumming against the wooden armrest. His usually composed face was clouded with tension. The return of The Ghost General had shaken him more than he cared to admit.

The flickering shadows cast by the paper windows seemed to mock his stillness. The silence in the room was heavy, almost suffocating. He clenched his jaw, trying to steady his thoughts. Xu Yuheng was gone, his sudden fall a victory Yang Chenzi had longed for, but it had come at the cost of disrupting the delicate balance he had worked so hard to build.

The sound of footsteps interrupted his brooding thoughts. Zhao Qing, his most trusted subordinate, entered the study, his keen eyes immediately catching the unease on his master's face.