Huo Ting Cheng settled into a plush lounger, his posture deceptively relaxed. His eyes, however, remained fixed on Tang Fei's silhouette through the glass, a warden ensuring his most prized possession was safely within the walls of her gilded cage.
Huo Qi stood beside him, his fingers flying across the tablet screen. "The interrogations are ongoing. Preliminary reports suggest the attackers were low-level operatives, hired through several shell corporations. The trail is complex, but we are tracing the financial backflow." He then switched screens. "And the security detail at the audition halls reports all is calm. The additional guards have been deployed discreetly, as you ordered."
Huo Ting Cheng gave a curt nod, his silence was a command for him to continue.
A moment later, the balcony doors hissed open again. Secretary Li, ever impeccable in a tailored suit, joined them, holding a leather-bound folder.
