Chapter 1: The Beginning of Hidden Currents
Shanghai in 1948 looked bright and glamorous on the surface, with music and dancing everywhere, but in truth it was like a volcano about to erupt, with undercurrents swirling beneath. I, Liu Xinjie, had a complicated and secret identity. On the surface, I was a colonel in the Nationalist Army and director of general affairs at the Eighth Intelligence Bureau. In reality, I was a Communist underground agent who had been embedded within the Nationalists for years. Every morning, I arranged my crisp military uniform in front of the mirror, my eyes concealing a determination and anxiety no one could see. As I entered the Eighth Intelligence Bureau’s gloomy building, my colleagues’ greetings rang in my ears
The Way of Heaven: Passion in a Chaotic Era
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