The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Deep within the inner palace, behind the red walls.

The air in the conference room was as still as lead.

General Liu stood ramrod straight at one side of the long table, the document in his hand, urgently transmitted by Lin Xiaoya and encrypted with a level of [Top Secret - Blood Blade], seemed to weigh a ton.

Three elderly people sat opposite him.

The person in the center has a calm gaze, but the aura of someone who has long held a superior position makes the atmosphere in the entire room feel a bit more subdued.

The elderly man on the left, wearing reading glasses, unconsciously tapped his fingers on the mahogany table, making a soft "tap, tap" sound.

The old man on the right has his hands folded over his abdomen and his eyes closed, as if he is dozing, but his slightly furrowed brows betray his inner turmoil.

"Distinguished leaders, this is all the evidence we have just obtained."

General Liu's voice was somewhat hoarse as he suppressed his overwhelming rage.

He opened the file and pushed the embedded tablet to the center of the table.

Automatic playback on the screen—

First segment: The audio waveform jumps wildly; the noise-reduced dialogue flows coldly from the speaker:

[Wu Jun]: "...My personal machine was stolen..."

[Slo (electronic voice changer)]: "What are you good for?!... The strategist gave a death order—if the target lives, we both die... Doesn't the target have a younger sister? Find out all her whereabouts immediately... The strategist will personally arrange the manpower..."

The second paragraph: Highlighted keywords from the phone's decrypted information fragments scroll across the screen like blood-red slogans:

[Switching] [Target Elimination] [Eighteen Years Ago] [Order from the Cosmic Organization]...

The third segment: a fast cut of surveillance footage from Wu Jun's office—close-ups of him frantically destroying the backup satellite phone and making a ferocious expression in front of the mirror.

The fourth section: Wu Jun's communication records with Kuang Shen... and his communication records with the assassin, Yin Yi.

Playback has ended.

The meeting room was deathly silent.

But that silence was the suffocating stillness of the air before a storm, when the air is compressed to its limit.

The elderly man in the middle slowly clenched his fist on the handrail.

His gaze shifted from calm to solemn, and then—

A cold, soul-chilling rage!

"Snapped!"

The old man on the left had his reading glasses snapped in two with his bare hands! The sound of the shattering lenses was particularly jarring in the silence!

His eyes widened, his pupils contracted to pinpoints, and his chest heaved violently, as if he were about to slam his fist on the table at any moment!

The elderly man on the right, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them!

Those eyes, which were originally dull and yellowish, now shot out a sharp, cold light, like the edge of a knife!

He slowly sat up straight, each movement carrying an immense weight.

"The evidence...is conclusive?"

"Absolutely certain."

General Liu's voice was resolute:

"Technical tracing, voiceprint comparison, and cross-verification of information have all been completed. Wu Jun is a mole planted by the 'Zhou' organization in the core circle of China. He betrayed national military secrets, colluded with foreign terrorist forces, plotted the murder of our military heroes, and intended to kidnap or eliminate their families."

He paused, his voice trembling with extreme anger:

"Furthermore... the case of Zeng Linglong being switched eighteen years ago is very likely... also related to this organization and this person!"

"Bang--!!!"

The elderly man in the middle slammed his hand heavily on the table!

The solid wood tabletop groaned under the strain, causing the teacup to bounce and spill tea everywhere!

"Scumbag—!!!"

The old man squeezed out two words through clenched teeth, his voice not loud, but carrying an aura of overwhelming power!

His face flushed slightly with rage, his eyes burning with the most intense fury of someone whose bottom line had been completely crossed.

"Those who hold high positions and enjoy all the riches and honors, yet collude with foreign powers, plot against the pillars of the nation, and harm their fellow countrymen!"

"This is treason!"

"He's a traitor!"

"He is etched on the pillar of national shame—a sinner for all time!"

The elderly man on the left was experiencing violent chest heaving and his voice was hoarse.

"Does the Wu family...is Old Master Wu aware of this? Was he involved?!"

"There is currently no direct evidence showing the Wu family's involvement," General Liu said in a deep voice. "But as the successor cultivated by the Wu family with all their resources, Wu Jun... the Wu family cannot escape responsibility for this matter, and they must give an explanation to the country, the people, and the Zeng family!"

The old man on the right slowly stood up, walked to the window, and his back looked like a cold iron statue under the lamplight.

He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, his voice as cold as a Siberian blast:

"General Liu."

"exist."

"Comrade Zeng Linglong... what are your requirements?"

General Liu took a deep breath: "He requests that Wu Jun, Chen Yifeng, and six other related suspects be arrested with the highest level of military force and interrogated separately. At the same time, he needs the cooperation of the Imperial Household Agency and the military to stage a play to completely muddy the waters, expose the deeper network of the 'Zhou' organization, and protect his sister Zeng Lingyu."

The three old men exchanged a glance.

In those eyes, there was rage, heartache, and a careful consideration of the complex situation, but ultimately—

Everything was transformed into an iron-willed resolve!

The old man in the center slowly sat down, his voice returning to calm, but beneath that calm lay an even more terrifying chill:

"allow."

A single word, like the fall of a gavel, sealed the blood-red tone for tonight and beyond.

"This case is classified as 'National Blade No. 1' Top Secret Project."

"Comrade Zeng Linglong and his Longhui Squad are authorized to carry out the arrest, interrogation and subsequent counterattack operations."

"All relevant departments will cooperate unconditionally and provide all necessary support."

"But there's one thing—"

The old man's gaze pierced General Liu:

"Comrade Zeng Lingyu's absolute safety must be ensured!"

"If she lost even a single hair..."

The old man didn't finish his sentence.

But the sudden drop in room temperature to freezing point said it all.

General Liu stood tall and saluted deeply:

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

He turned and strode out of the conference room.

His footsteps in the corridor were hurried and heavy, like the beating of war drums.

A swift and decisive arrest operation, personally authorized by the Emperor, targeting the core scions of top wealthy families.

Soon, it will shatter the night sky of Beijing!