The moment the man glanced at his phone, his entire body stiffened like someone had dropped ice water down his spine. His hand trembled as his gaze glued to the screen, refusing to blink. A beat later, the color drained from his face. His jaw dropped slightly, then locked tight as the realization hit him.One hundred million yuan. Gone. Just like that.Beads of sweat broke across his forehead and began to roll down in thick trails, soaking into the collar of his designer shirt. His legs wobbled, and his balance teetered, like his body had just remembered it no longer had the strength to carry the weight of his ego or his financial ruin.Right then, the saleslady returned, calm and unbothered, and gently handed him a polished brown envelope.“Here are your documents, sir,” she said, utterly unaffected by the panic storming his face.“Two premium beauties. Enjoy your rides.”He grabbed the envelope with shaky fingers, still staring at the phone as though waiting for the number to change,

Kai barely had time to stretch his fingers when more bodies hurled themselves at him—four, no, five women this time, their heels cracking the floor as they surged forward with a murderous glint in their eyes. King stood behind them like a maestro conducting a blood-soaked orchestra, gesturing lazily with his fingers as if this was some performance he’d seen far too many times.But Kai wasn’t rattled.He grinned.The first girl swung a chained dagger toward his throat—Kai ducked, snatched the chain midair, and yanked her straight into his knee. A sharp crack echoed as her nose exploded, and she dropped like dead weight.The second tried to flank him with a pair of twin blades. Kai weaved through her slashes, caught her arm mid-spin, twisted it backward with a smirk, and flipped her over his shoulder into the wall. The impact dented the metal panel behind her.“You all dance the same,” he muttered, sidestepping a roundhouse kick from a third assassin. He caught her ankle mid-spin and sp

King’s body jerked with pain, blood crusting down his face as he lay on the floor—a pile of flesh barely resembling the man who once called himself untouchable. He trembled, chest heaving, his broken form twitching as his half-lidded eyes followed the calm monster who stood before him.Kai didn’t even break a sweat.“Y-You...” King wheezed, his voice cracked and hoarse. “How... How did you know I was lying...?”Kai didn’t speak immediately. He simply tilted his head to the side, then raised one finger and pointed toward his eye. That eye—glowing faintly gold, ancient and unreadable—burned with quiet malevolence. The room itself seemed to contract under its presence.“You really don’t get it, do you?” Kai finally said, crouching beside him again. “This isn’t some parlor trick or a little light show to impress rookies. This eye…” he leaned closer, letting the glow reflect on King’s battered face, “...was forged from the convergence of divine punishment and human wrath. It doesn’t just s

The sun hadn’t even fully climbed into the sky, and Kai was already sweating under its unforgiving heat. He stood on the training grounds with Caleb, who looked way too cheerful for someone who believed in beating a man to enlightenment.“Alright, big guy,” Caleb said, cracking his knuckles as he spun a wooden staff lazily in his palm. “Let’s see if you actually learned something or if all my efforts are going straight into the void.”Kai didn’t respond. He gave a short nod, rolled his shoulders, and took a stance.But something was off.His posture was slightly tilted. His weight uneven. Caleb noticed it immediately but said nothing, waiting for the proof to reveal itself.“Let’s go basic,” Caleb called out. “First sequence. Breath, step, pulse.”Kai inhaled sharply, stepped forward, and threw a basic palm strike. It should’ve been smooth—energy flowing from the core through his limbs in a clean motion—but instead, his wrist twisted wrong. The force dispersed halfway, and he stumbled

Kai groaned loudly, rubbing his eyes like the world owed him an apology. The chaos hadn’t stopped. If anything, it was escalating. Trees crashing, wind howling, fireballs flying around the vast forest, and a bunch of maniacs screaming as if the forest was hosting an audition for the loudest cult on earth.The whole shit looked like a scene straight out of a cheap action drama."Great," he muttered, folding his arms as he watched one of the attackers throw a flaming crescent blade that nearly bisected a boulder. "A soap opera with superpowers. Just what I needed today."He yawned, cracking his neck to the side and grumbled louder, "Can't even sleep in this damn place without people bleeding everywhere."His eyes drifted to the chase still happening just ahead. The girl was still running like hell, bleeding, panting, and dodging death with style. Her pursuers? Still trying to barbecue her alive.Kai scratched his jaw, then the back of his head. “Damn,” he mumbled. “She's got lungs… mig