Wei's hands clenched at his sides, his mind racing. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped when Mr. Shen's eyes bore into him with a strange intensity.
"They seek me?" Wei finally asked, his voice cracking with a mixture of disbelief and dread.
"Not just you," Mr. Shen replied, his tone as calm as ever. "They seek what you represent—the connection you carry, the blood that binds you to powers far beyond this mortal realm."
Mei exchanged a glance with Wei, her unease evident. "You've always been cryptic, Mr. Shen, but this is another level. What does Wei represent? And why now? The Shadow Sect has been around for decades, maybe centuries. What makes Wei so important now?"
Mr. Shen's gaze flickered to Mei, softening for a moment before returning to Wei. "The Shadow Sect has been patient, biding its time, waiting for the right alignment of forces. You, Wei, are a key to their ambition, though you have yet to realize how or why."
