Feng Ruoxi paced inside Jiang Yukang's study, her sharp eyes fixed on the laptop screen displaying grainy surveillance footage. The man had been following her for weeks, lingering in the shadows, watching her with an intensity that set her instincts on edge. Now, she finally had a name.
"Zhang Wei."
Jiang Yukang sat across from her, fingers interlocked, his expression unreadable. He had spent the last three days using his extensive underground networks to track down the identity of the man who had been tailing her. And now, they had their answer.
Ruoxi tapped the screen. "Liang Shuren's right-hand operative."
Yukang leaned back in his chair, his gaze flickering between Ruoxi and the screen. "He's not just an operative. He's been with Liang Shuren for over a decade. The man is more than just a bodyguard; he's trusted, and that makes him dangerous."
