The cellar beneath the disused hydroelectric plant in northern Myanmar was freezing—damp concrete walls, half‑lit by a single swinging bulb. Obsidian's boots slipped in the shallow puddles as he was brought into the minimalist interrogation room, his face masked, his body bruised. Leng Shiyan stood at the one‑way glass, watching with cool detachment. Mo Tianyi sat across the stark table, the flash drive with the ledger between them.
Obsidian didn't look at Tianyi. His voice, rough and low, kept to the shadows. "like i said earlier. You're too late," he rasped. "They vanished before you arrived."
Tianyi leaned forward. "Then tell me who 'they' are." His fingers tapped the dossier. "You carry their name. Their mark."
Obsidian's mask slipped slightly. "If you knew the name, would you still be breathing?" he chuckled darkly.
Shiyan frowned. "Start talking, or I'll leave him to you." His voice was calm, but the threat was sharp.
A heavy silence.
Obsidian exhaled. "Red Lotus? It's a diversion." He paused, glanced up. "The real architect? He's not outside your family. He's inside it."
Tianyi's eyes locked with Shiyan's. "Explain."
Obsidian turned his head toward the two. "Leng Xuanmo. He ordered the collapse of the Lu's. He signed the final warrant. I followed the directive. You want proof? I handed it to him in Vienna. He pushed the button that killed the father's company and triggered the meltdown."
Shiyan's jaw tightened. "You're lying."
Tianyi shook his head. "If he's lying, why did his code name appear in the log?" He slid a schematic across the table—it mapped memo headers, blind signatures, and a hidden switch linking to Xuanmo's account.
Obsidian nodded. "You want names, follow the money. Xuanmo routed it through Yuhai shell corp, buried it in Crimson Lotus. I watched the vault open. He smiled when it went dark."
Shiyan's hand went to his coat pocket, his posture tensing. "It can't be true. If it is true he won't look for answers. Tianyi, it's not true"
Tianyi stood. "It is true. Because I found the transfer, I found the relay, and I found your cousin's signature."
Obsidian sagged. "You have five minutes to kill us both before they find out I talked."
Shiyan glanced at Tianyi. "you really can't believe what he said do you? The one who did it can never be Xuanmo "
Tianyi nodded, turning his attention to Leng Shiyan "then explain it. Explain why everything is pointing at him"
"I—" Leng Shiyan said
Tianyu scoff
"You can't explain. Cause you don't have the answer. The only one who has the answer is him. Leng Xuanmo"
"What if it's not Xuanmo?" The obsidian asked
"What did you mean?" Mo Tianyi asked
"What if it is someone closer to Xuanmo who knows everything about Xuanmo. Like Li Zeyan" he said shocking them both
"L- Li Zeyan?" Leng Shiyan said
"So you mean the one who did it isn't Xuanmo but Zeyan" Mo Tianyi asked
"He approached me and gave me the files. Everything. He asked me to do it and he got me covered. So I did it" obsidian said
"Li Zeyan" Mo Tianyi gritted his teeth as he storm out
"What should I do about him?" Leng Shiyan asked
"Keep him alive. For Leng Xuanmo he needs to pay for it. For messing with the wrong family" Mo Tianyi said leaving the warehouse
Leng Shiyan knocked the obsidian out as he picked him up ready to leave the warehouse also.