The Time Is Right

Two days later, early morning, in the backyard of the Chen-Style Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Lin Hai was doing morning exercises with his master, Chen Bing. Their movements were gentle and fluid, the forms of Tai Chi unfolding like drifting clouds and flowing water, carrying a unique rhythm.

Just then, the phone he had placed on the stone bench beside him began to vibrate. Its screen lit up, displaying the caller's name—Kingpin (Mr. Wilson).

Lin Hai paused and cast an apologetic look at his master. Chen Bing slowly finished his form, smiled understandingly, and waved him over, signaling for him to take the call first.

Lin Hai walked over to the stone bench, picked up the phone, and answered it. Before he could speak, Kingpin's voice came through the receiver. Without any pleasantries, he went straight to the point. "Doctor Lin, the time is right. We can move against Madame Gao and Alexandra."

Lin Hai's spirits immediately rose at those words.

Kingpin continued, "The reason I've delayed until now is not only to use Murakami and Bakuto to continuously wear down their manpower and exhaust them through infighting. I've also been focusing on gathering evidence of Alexandra's crimes."

His voice carried a trace of coldness. "To New York, Madame Gao is merely a wealthy outsider investing here, so dealing with her will be relatively simple. But Alexandra is different. Her influence has long since extended deep into New York's political and business circles. If we simply make her disappear, we won't be able to give the various factions a public explanation."

"Now, everything is ready. Once the two of them have been dealt with, I will release this evidence. At that point, it will be enough to shut everyone's mouths. Those people won't sacrifice their futures for Alexandra."

That was indeed