She tilted her head, watching the color drain from his face. "Should I continue? Because I have six more names and detailed descriptions of their various ethical violations. Some of which, I might add, you're directly complicit in."
The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees.
Lin Yueling's eyes were wide, darting between Shuyin and Lu Zeyan, clearly not understanding the undercurrents but smart enough to recognize danger when it manifested.
Tank, Blade, and Razor remained impassive, but Shuyin could feel their satisfaction radiating behind her. They'd known she had leverage. They just hadn't known how much.
"How do you..." Lu Zeyan started, then stopped, his mind clearly racing. "You've been just a secretary. You couldn't possibly know..."
