Author's POV:
Wu Haoyu stared at his computer screen, the steady hum of the air conditioning the only sound in his quiet apartment in Wuhan. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a soft orange glow through the blinds, but he had been up long before dawn, pouring over emails, encrypted messages, and business reports. This wasn't just about family business anymore—this was about survival. Xie Liang had emerged from the shadows, and now Wu Haoyu had to uncover just how deep the man's connections went.
A few days ago, his grandfather, Wu Qiang, had called him from Beijing. He still remembered the way the old man's voice had sounded, low and steady, but with a weight of worry that Wu Haoyu wasn't used to hearing. "Xie Liang is moving fast, Haoyu. He's already shown his hand by approaching Yanyan. We can't afford to sit back. You need to dig into his operations in Wuhan and Beijing. We need to know who he's working with."