VILLA NUMBER SEVEN The house was eerily quiet. Most people were done with their cultivations, now sleeping. Alvin was the only exception. He was still hunched over his workstation, investigating trails left by senator Bertrand. “This conspiracy runs deeper than expected. If all these high ranking officials are part of the evil organization, then it would get more troublesome than I expected.” “Master, another lab affiliated to the evil organization detected. Do you want to send a satellite to take a peep?” Alvin kept silent. There have been lots of reports of gifted kids getting missing and it got worse after he confiscated their cargo, as if the evil organization was racing against time itself. The amount of youth blood being lost was alarming. If Alvin didn't know better, he would have thought that a core member got severely injured and needed the blood for rejuvenation. He sighed again, indeed, this was too troublesome. “System, I've not gotten everything in place. I ca

The notion was terrifying for Ryker, not because he feared danger, but because he didn't want his family to be affected. Thankfully, he had asked Xinara and the rest of his family to stop coming to him. If he needed to see them, he would find covert ways to do it. From the moment he made up his mind to go with the general, his thoughts had been on how to keep his family safe amidst the danger that was sure to follow his new choice. Who would have expected that his new choice would come in handy and not even for the purpose he originally intended? This predator before him seemed exactly like the type with no bottomline. He must absolutely never let them find out his weak spots. “What's internal energy?” Ryker blurted out the opposite of what he thought. Before the grand master could answer, he raised a hand to stop him. “It doesn't matter anyway. I'm so sorry I wasted your time and fuel, but I'm really not interested in your offer. Never will be. If I was the type looking

Five minutes late, could something have happened to him? Alvin sighed for the umpteenth time, pacing the top of the hill he had chosen as a meeting point. It was just above a park, secluded, perfect for testing people. However, the guest still hasn't shown up. Ryker didn't appear as someone with the habit of being tardy, could something have gone wrong? Alvin hissed, and adjusted his mask. Pacing only made him more frustrated, so he found a boulder, and sat cross legged, taking advantage of the night air to gather life energy from the surrounding trees. He didn't know how long it was, but he felt a familiar aura among the throng of people loitering in the park. He opened his eyes, and slowly exhaled to search for him. There in the park was the source of the familiar aura. Rex Dominius, on his bike. Alvin hissed in disappointment. Then came the indecision. Should he go over to say hello or not? After all, they could pass for friends. But then, he was in a disguise, on a

Alvin’s heart skipped multiple beats, he knelt beside Ryker, cold sweat matting his skin “What the fuck is happening to you?” Ryker slapped his hand away, hot beads of sweat rolling down his body. This pain was different from the one he felt with the pill. This feels… more devastating. He glared at Alvin, his gaze accusatory, and filled with hatred. He couldn't help but blame himself for trusting a total stranger. If he ever pulled past this, he would never dare take such a crazy gamble ever again. Alvin grabbed his hand, trying to take his pulse, his brows furrowed. A swift kick from Ryker caught him straight on his chest, shooting him backwards. The world turned blurry before Ryker's eyes and he bit down on his tongue, forcing himself to his feet. Then he began to run. He didn't know where he was going, which direction led down, or if he was simply circling around. All that mattered was to leave, get as far as possible from the liar he nearly gave his life to. His th

Ryker’s face was a spectacle to behold, making laughter bubble up in Alvin’s throat. “It's really yours. I bought it for you. I initially wanted to give it to you as your onboarding gift after we finish the process. But since we need to use it, I'm merely handing it over a little early.”Now, Ryker was convinced that the general had gone crazy. “How can you transfer an apartment to someone when you were not yet sure I would agree? Do you have too much money or do you just enjoy…”“I'm crazy.” Alvin cut in. “I did it because I'm crazy and love doing irrational things.”Lies. Alvin was the calculating type. How could he bear to give out money without cause? He just believed that Ryker's love for his sister would be enough to overcome his suspicious nature. If by chance he turned out to be wrong, he could just reverse everything to himself and not notarize it. Ryker shook his head. Indeed rich people are all eccentric. “This place should be at least up to fifty million, right? Yet you