บท 365: Master Xuan

Tang Zheng adjusted his necktie, his posture relaxed yet commanding. 

"Yi An," he began, "In the world of chess, every piece has its role, and every move has its purpose. We must always be one step ahead of our opponent's."

"Let's not concern ourselves with the pawns who do not matter." Tang Zheng continued, his eyes fixed on the city passing by outside the tinted windows "Instead, focus on the knights and bishops, the ones who move in silence."

Yi An nodded. "I understand, sir. I'll reinforce our intelligence network."

Tang Zheng turned, his gaze now fixed on Yi An. 

"And Yi An," he added, a sly smile playing on his lips, "make sure to send a gift to our 'informants." 

"Understood, sir."

Yi An immediately got to work, his fingers tapping on the phone as the car glided down the streets. The vehicle finally came to a halt in front of a mansion.