Chapter 401: A Thunderous Strike, An Undercurrent Surges

The moon hung high and cold in the Zhucheng sky, its silver light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the temporary command center. It illuminated a large holographic map, on which a sprawling, opulent villa was marked with a stark red X. Rachit stood before it, his arms crossed, his expression as placid as a deep lake. Yet, within his dark eyes, a storm was brewing. The intelligence from the Wu family, combined with his own investigation, had painted a clear and damning picture....