Following the spectacular, public disaster at the State Diplomatic Hall, a strange, heavy quietness settled over the capital.
Lin Xinya and her remaining political allies had completely retreated from the high-society spotlight, buried under a quiet, state-level investigation regarding the security breach near the national treasure. For the first time in months, no one had bothered Chen Ying, and no one had attempted to disrupt her schedule.
Yet, as she sat in her quiet office processing the weekly strategic logistics for the Su Group, Chen Ying didn't believe for a single fraction of a second that this peace would last forever.
To her, a sudden flatline in enemy activity wasn't a sign of safety; it was simply a temporary stabilization period before a brand-new, much larger variable introduced itself to the board. Peace was merely an intermission.
