The next day.
Morning.
Under Lang Cai's direction,
Bi Wan made moves against some individuals on the list.
However, they were all neither big nor small players, not part of Kundun's core layer.
Arrest the big, release the small.
This was an inevitable action, Lang Cai's goal was merely to warn Kundun, to make him restrain himself, without wanting to escalate the issue, nor did he wish to play any anti-corruption at this juncture, as it wasn't good to stir anxiety among the people.
Seeing this situation,
Kundun's heart skipped a beat.
A man sat in his office, chain-smoking incessantly.
Contemplating the nuances within, he wasn't stupid; after several cigarettes, he quickly figured out the rationale and couldn't help but sneer, "Old man, all this will ultimately be mine; what use is there in you guarding it so tightly?"
It wasn't that Kundun was really in such a hurry.
It was that he feared he might not be able to maintain control once he assumed power.
