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Intro. I was raised on broken promises and gunpowder. The woman who adopted me—Fu Lung-sang's ex-wife—taught me that loyalty was not virtue, but strategy. In their world, loving was a luxury that cost one's life, and trust... an elegant way to die. I grew up learning to lie without blinking, to disappear before being seen, to erase names from systems as if they had never breathed. I didn't have a past, just my orders. I met him on a mission. Hu Feng. His reputation preceded him: the quietest thief in the circle, the shadow that even bullets seemed to respect. We didn't exchange any words. He worked with surgical precision; me, with cold devotion. But a single look, a second of recognition, was enough for me to understand something that I refused to admit: In his silence there was something that called me by my name. I didn't come to fall in love. I came to fulfill a mission. But in this world, even the clearest orders can be tainted with desire. “Shadows don't lie”

Hu Feng.

@Fatima tirzo