From a seat in the lower section, Cheng Zongliang rose. He, too, had changed immensely.
Dressed in sharp black martial attire, his posture was as straight and tall as a pine tree. His hair was neatly tied back, revealing a broad forehead. He had sharp brows and bright eyes, and the calm maturity in his gaze had long since replaced his youthful look.
His stern face held a maturity and decisiveness that belied his age, as if he had weathered countless storms.
His expression was serene as he spoke with a calm smile, "The Darknet has infiltrated every nation. By consolidating information from all possible angles—reputation among associates, rumors, and direct investigations—we have compiled personal information profiles with a ninety-percent accuracy rate."
