The next morning, in the Director's Office of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau.
Lin Yun sat behind his desk, his expression wooden as he stared ahead, seemingly lost in thought.
The events of last night still replayed endlessly in his mind, giving him a throbbing headache.
This wasn't the first time he had felt such a headache; the last time was when his daughter was giving him the cold shoulder. Frankly, he was somewhat at a loss on how to handle the current predicament.
His daughter's baseless misunderstanding; the inexplicably acquired "foster daughter"; and Bai Jingxuan's dangerous thoughts revealed these past two days... Each issue by itself needed considerable thought to address, yet now they were all accumulating simultaneously.
These issues were not even entirely separate entities, but rather interconnected, where addressing one inevitably led to a domino effect, activating all the others in tandem.