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At the entrance of Wang Lei's room, the two guards who had been standing straight were distracted by the sudden power outage in the arena. They frowned and looked towards the arena, their expressions revealing dissatisfaction and confusion, clearly irritated by the unexpected incident. One of the guards spat and muttered under his breath, "Damn it, what's going on? When these lights go out, the boss is definitely going to blow up."
The other guard snorted coldly, his gaze dark. "They’re asking for it, those damn lighting technicians taking black money. They’re completely unreliable."
Li Mu quietly concealed himself behind a nearby pillar, coldly observing everything with a glint of calm calculation in his eyes. He knew that this moment of chaos provided him with an excellent opportunity; all he needed was a little more chance. As he carefully watched the guards' movements, the door to Wang Lei's room was suddenly flung open, bringing with it a rush of wind.
Wang Lei stormed out of the room, his face dark with anger, clearly extremely displeased with the sudden malfunction. He was a burly man whose heavy footsteps radiated an aura of pressure. Wang Lei glared at the two guards outside, angrily waving his arms and shouting in a rough voice filled with fury, "What the hell is going on with the lights? Did you not collect enough money or what? Making me lose face on my own turf! Go, call them all over here and see who’s blind!"
The two guards were taken aback by his rage and quickly nodded before turning to hurriedly head towards the arena. Wang Lei remained with a cold expression, fists clenched tightly, his fierce gaze fixed on the direction of the arena as if preparing to vent his anger on someone.
At that moment, Li Mu's opportunity finally appeared. Taking advantage of Wang Lei and the guards' complete distraction, Li Mu slipped out from behind the pillar like a shadow, moving swiftly and silently towards the doorway, his movements as light as a cat. He carefully grasped the doorknob and gently pushed it open just enough to slip inside without making a sound.
The door closed quietly behind him, isolating him from the noise outside. Li Mu took a deep breath, his gaze sharp as he quickly scanned the room's layout. The air was tinged with faint tobacco and alcohol scents; under the dim light, various documents and clutter were scattered across the table. Among them were several documents that bore the faint emblem of the Serpent Bite Gang. This was precisely where he needed to be. Li Mu knew time was of the essence; he had to search quickly for evidence among these papers before Wang Lei returned.
Standing by the table, Li Mu’s fingers deftly flipped through the disordered documents while his eyes rapidly scanned each page. Soon enough, his gaze landed on a thick file marked with a confidential red seal on its cover, alongside which was also faintly visible the emblem of the Serpent Bite Gang. He raised an eyebrow slightly and pulled out the file, swiftly opening it to browse through its contents.
Inside were densely packed details about bribery—clear black ink recording transaction amounts, times of bribery, and identities involved in meticulous detail. The document listed many familiar names along with some politicians and officials Li Mu had never met before; from well-known local officials to high-ranking political figures, both familiar names and unfamiliar identities were glaringly present. He let out a soft whistle in surprise at how extensive this bribery network was—almost every layer of power in Shadow City seemed to be soaked in this dark money trade.
Li Mu's thoughts briefly drifted to his client—Song Huai'en—a highly influential political figure. He couldn't help but wonder if Song Huai'en was aware of this list's authenticity. Perhaps this entire bribery network was orchestrated by Song Huai'en himself; he might even be profiting from it as well. If this document implicated Song Huai'en in any wrongdoing, then his commission might merely be aimed at eliminating unnecessary troubles and competitors rather than pursuing true justice. A cold smile crept onto Li Mu's lips; he understood everything but had no time for deep contemplation at that moment.
He quickly pulled out his phone from his pocket, skillfully adjusting the camera angle to take clear pictures of these pages, ensuring every detail was perfectly captured. These photos were precisely what he came for; once delivered to his client, they would expose these government officials' dark dealings and potentially stir up a storm in Shadow City's political arena.
After finishing taking pictures, Li Mu swiftly placed the documents back on the table in their original positions, ensuring there were no signs that anyone had been there before. He took a deep breath and shoved his phone back into his pocket while glancing at the door, listening intently as the noise outside gradually subsided. He knew time was running short; he had to leave quickly before Wang Lei returned.
Li Mu had just finished taking photos of the documents and was about to exit the room when he suddenly heard heavy footsteps approaching from outside. He paused, quickly catching the sound of Wang Lei's harsh curses, growing louder as they drew near, filled with anger and impatience: "These useless idiots can't even manage a light. Am I keeping you around just for decoration?"
A tightness gripped Li Mu's heart as he realized he might be trapped in this enclosed space. His gaze swept across the small, shabby room; there were no windows, no ventilation ducts, and no hidden corners to conceal himself. The only exit was the door right in front of him. At that moment, Wang Lei's footsteps were getting closer, undoubtedly heading toward the room.
In an instant, Li Mu felt a wave of frustration wash over him. He knew that his best option was to hide completely, making it impossible for Wang Lei to discover his presence. He quickly made a decision, leaning against the door and pressing his body tightly against the wall, perfectly blending into the shadow behind the door. Years of experience in dangerous situations taught him that often the most perilous places could also serve as the safest hiding spots. Being so close might allow him to evade Wang Lei's sight entirely.
He pressed himself low against the wall, carefully regulating his breathing to remain completely silent, as if merging with the wall itself. His eyes were deep and calm, ears attuned to every sound outside the door. He could hear Wang Lei's heavy breathing and the thud of his boots growing nearer. With each step accompanied by the sharp sound of heels striking the floor, Wang Lei approached until he was just a few steps away from the door.
"Click—" The sound of the doorknob turning was particularly pronounced in the silence. Li Mu held his breath, remaining utterly still, fingers tightening slightly as they brushed against the weapon at his waist. His heartbeat slowed to a minimum; his gaze focused like that of a leopard, calmly waiting for what would happen next. As the doorknob turned, the door slowly creaked open, a faint beam of light cutting through the dim air and illuminating the table, casting Wang Lei's silhouette at the doorway.
Wang Lei barged into the room, roughly pushing open the door and stepping inside. Li Mu coldly observed his back, pressing himself further into the shadows. Clearly furious about what had happened outside, Wang Lei continued to curse: "What are these people doing? They can't even handle a simple light; what's the point of keeping these useless fools around?"
As he entered the room, Wang Lei's gaze quickly scanned the table to ensure nothing had been disturbed. Li Mu remained motionless, calmly observing every move Wang Lei made. From his vantage point, he could clearly see Wang Lei's outline; his dark leather jacket glimmered coldly under the dim light, his tall frame exuding an intimidating presence filled with agitation and impatience.
Wang Lei adjusted some documents slightly before confirming everything was in order and muttering darkly under his breath: "What a bunch of useless idiots; they can't even handle small tasks..." His tone dripped with disdain as he pondered how to punish those who had messed up with the lighting. Li Mu knew this might be a critical moment—if Wang Lei didn't notice anything unusual, he could maintain his hidden status and wait for him to leave.
After a few moments of muffled muttering, Wang Lei stood at the table, seemingly lost in thought for a brief period. With his back turned to Li Mu, he remained completely unaware of the hidden figure lurking in the shadows behind him. Li Mu stared at him calmly, eyes glinting with cold intent as if ready to strike at any signal. Yet he understood that remaining composed was crucial; he couldn't act rashly. Any unusual noise or slight movement could shatter this delicate balance and expose him to danger.
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