You know, 'problem' is a very mundane word that I think we overused for anything that stumps us. For a 4-year-old, 'problem' could be not being able to twist open his water bottle. For elementary students, a 'problem' might be trying to add 687 and 390, while in university, a 'problem' could be what you wanted to do for the rest of your life.
And I am not taking anything away from those problems. They are very real and can seem overwhelming at the time. But when Liu Wei said that we had a 'problem' I was not expecting this.
I stepped between Liu Yu Zeng and Chen Zi Han and was secretly grateful that they were the ones down here with me. Don't get me wrong, I trust Liu Wei and Wang Chao just as much, otherwise, I wouldn't have them keeping watch at the top of the stairs, but I found them not as… grey… as my syndicate men. And right now, I really needed grey.
