Jing Li had survived and built a team in Central City. He hadn't done it on connections alone; he had brains. 'Wearing that kind of Protective Clothing... and you're calling him a Wuyi Academy student?'
'That's fucking Protective Clothing only a corporate exec or a government director could wear!'
'The intel must be wrong.'
'There must be a high-level Resonator backing him.'
Now things had gotten complicated. Cold sweat trickled down his back as he frantically tried to figure out who was targeting him. 'Is it because of that shipment? Or did I fail to clean up some mess a big shot tasked me with?'
He didn't even consider reconciliation. 'The guy came right to my doorstep to kill me, so why would he let me go? Don't be ridiculous. It's gone this far. Even if I were willing to back down, he'd never believe I would just let it be. This has to be a fight to the finish!'
'It's either kill or be killed!'
