The room was thick with tension as Wei held Lian suspended in mid-air, the crackling energy of his anger pulsating around them like a violent storm. Her eyes, once filled with defiance, now glimmered with genuine fear. It was a look he relished, a reflection of the vulnerability she had hidden behind her manipulative facade.
"Please, Wei…" she gasped, struggling against his grip. "I can help you find a way to bring Mei Lan back. Just let me go. We can make this right!"
"You think you can bargain your way out of this?" Wei snapped, his voice low and filled with barely contained rage. "You've taken everything from me. You don't get to walk away unscathed."
Her desperate pleas echoed in his ears, but they only fueled his anger further. He had been so blinded by his grief for Mei Lan that he had allowed Lian to pull the strings, to manipulate him like a puppet.
