The massive blast that shattered the reinforced titanium gates still echoed faintly across the colossal subterranean chamber. Smoke curled upward in rivers as frightened attendants scurried into corners. The elites of America's six Super Families and the two World Class families that are present rose in outrage, shock, and disbelief.
And in the center of the devastation stood:
Ling Xia — ice-cold, elegant, dressed in a tailored black combat coat with the insignia of the Chinese Government's most hidden special force.
Ling Fei — hair whipped by residual shockwaves, eyes burning with the fury of someone who crossed nations for one man.
The Silent Division — thirty masked elites, standing in crisp formation, their presence like a wall of death.
Every single person in the hall felt the killing intent they brought.
Aurelian Dorne slammed his palm on the table, cracking a long fissure through reinforced stone.
"YOU DARE!" he roared.
But Ling Xia ignored him completely.
