The Perfect Storm

The puzzle pieces were fitting together too perfectly. Too cleanly. Bintang and Clarissa sat in the dim glow of computer screens, reviewing everything—recent conflicts, strategic shifts, sudden betrayals. It was as if someone had laid out a map, guiding them toward inevitable war. But who truly benefited from this chaos?

Clarissa tapped the screen, highlighting a series of financial records. "Look at this. Lian Zhu’s transactions—she’s been moving money through offshore accounts. But these accounts don’t belong to the Nine Dragons. They belong to… someone else."

Bintang narrowed his eyes. "Unknown entities. Shell companies with no real owners. Someone is funding this war from the outside."

The deeper they dug, the clearer it became—Lian Zhu wasn’t just protecting the Nine Dragons’ interests. She was connected to something bigger, something hidden.

"What if this was never about us fighting the Nine Dragons?" Clarissa asked. "What if the war itself is the goal?"