The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room as Feng Ruoxi stared at her phone, her thumb idly scrolling through the messages she had exchanged with Xiao Zheng the night before. Her eyes lingered on the final message: "The Shanghai office is gone. It's done."
A small, satisfied smile tugged at the corners of her lips. The Shanghai branch of the organization—the government-funded entity responsible for so much of the pain in her and her brother's life—had been dismantled. Its systems wiped clean, its agents scattered. After meticulous planning and careful sabotage, they had finally crippled one of the organization's key operations. It was a significant victory, one that brought her a step closer to uncovering the truth behind Bai Chengling's death.