Ten in the morning. A black Rolls-Royce pulled up to the entrance of an aging residential complex. The car door swung open, and a tall figure emerged. Today, Fu Shiting wore a long, navy down coat, a gray scarf, and a pair of pristine leather boots. Despite his warm attire, his face was pale and drawn. His refined, aloof air was a stark contrast to the bleak, run-down surroundings. His driver and