Wu Zi Mu

You think blindness is a curse? It's clarity. In the noise of engines and the hush of a lie, I move sure-footed where others stumble blind. I race asphalt like it speaks to me—because it does. I don't chase power; I let it come to me, like water to stone. My name carries weight in the Triads, but my bond with CJ? That’s not blood, that’s choice. You can call me Woozy. I won’t mind.