*****In Silas’s mind, there was absolutely no way Xavier would refuse his suggestion.Not after everything he had just laid bare… exposing secrets that could have easily created unnecessary troubles for him, even if it couldn’t kill him, and showing him such blatant and almost reckless loyalty.And more importantly… his identity alone was enough for Xavier to accept him.He was a direct heir of a first-rank family.Yes, to an A-rank fighter, such a title might seem insignificant and something beneath notice.But at the same time… it still carried significance, influence, and utility.Having someone like him as a subordinate meant access to networks, information, and resources that could quietly shape outcomes without requiring effort.At least, that was what Silas believed.From his perspective, accepting him wasn’t just beneficial… it was convenient.With himself as his subordinate, Xavier wouldn’t need to lift a finger for most matters again. Silas could handle them clean

*****Silas had always prided himself on his control… his ability to act, hide, and deceive, but right now, he felt as though he were nothing more than a clown.“You… you know?” he blurted out, his voice stripped of all pretense, and his face drained of every trace of blood.Xavier, however, didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to.The look in his eyes… cold, sharp, and faintly disdainful was more than enough.Seeing it, Silas felt a wave of humiliation crash over him so violently that he almost wished the ground beneath his feet would split open and swallow him whole, burying him somewhere far away from this moment.He had thought he was careful enough, clever, and that he had hidden everything well enough that even if Xavier ended up being as he had feared, he wouldn’t notice, yet…“I…” he tried again, his lips moving before his mind could catch up, desperate to salvage something… anything from the wreckage, but…“Also,” Xavier spoke again, cutting him off as effortlessly as on

*****Silas slipped his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the caller ID.But in the very next second, his brows drew together ever so slightly… not enough to be obvious, but enough to betray a flicker of curiosity.Then, without hesitation, he pressed the green button and lifted the device to his ear.“Any new intel for me?” he asked, his tone deliberately casual and almost bored, as he stretched his neck and let out a lazy yawn.The performance was flawless, enough to leave anyone listening to assume he was a man completely at ease… someone with no racing thoughts, and certainly no recent brush with a walking disaster named Xavier.There was a brief pause on the other end.A little too long, enough that Silas’s eyes shifted faintly, suspicion creeping in as he wondered whether the call had dropped… or whether the caller had suddenly lost the ability to speak altogether.He was just about to pull the phone away and check the screen when…“Master,” a voice finally came th

*****Anonymous404 was a group that existed in the shadows… unseen, untraceable, and utterly untouchable.They weren’t rumors or myths spoken about by bored elites trying to scare each other into behaving… they are painfully and inconveniently real.This group held verified accounts across every major media platform in the city, with a loud, undeniable presence.However, their identities and physical locations remained a complete void… nothing but an empty question mark no one had ever been able to fill.Every first-rank family and top-tier force with even a shred of influence had poured resources into uncovering them.Hackers, intelligence units, and private investigators… some even went so far as to recruit defectors from rival factions to gain an edge.Yet all of it led to the same result… nothing.Not a trace, clue, or even digital footprint that could be chased.It was as if Anonymous404 didn’t operate within the system… but above it, or worse… outside of it entirely.T

*****For a split second, Silas genuinely believed something had gone wrong… either he had opened the wrong page or the platform had somehow redirected him to a completely different region.After all, what he was seeing wasn’t just strange or unexpected… it was downright absurd, the kind that made you question whether reality itself had briefly lost its mind.There was no way something like this should be appearing in Riverton’s trending section, not with the people involved and certainly not under normal circumstances.Silas immediately checked the page again, then again… and again, his movements growing slightly sharper each time as though he could force the truth to change through sheer persistence.He refreshed, backed out, re-entered, and even checked the region settings just to be certain he hadn’t somehow misclicked in a moment of distraction.Each time, he expected a correction… some small shift that would confirm this was all a mistake. But there was none.No matter ho