Ethan watched the two whispering, his eyes cold, lips curving into the faintest smile. “The mayor?” he said softly, almost to himself. Then his voice sharpened. “Today, this city will have a new one.” He pulled out his phone with calm movements. Everyone watched him, not daring to breathe. He dialed a number. “Alice is missing,” he said. “Find her. Now. Send me her location.” It only took seconds. His phone buzzed with a message. He looked down. An address. His jaw tightened, his knuckles whitening around the phone. Pocketing it, Ethan turned and walked straight toward the arrogant man. Each step was steady, slow, and making the man shrink back. Fear had replaced his arrogance, but he still forced a laugh, his voice shaky. “Wh-what? Y-you think I’m afraid of you? You can’t—” Gasps rippled through the hall. “Oh my God…” someone whispered. “Did he just…?” another voice trailed off. “Look at him… he’s scared!” another said, pointing. Ethan didn’t let him finish. With one swift

It turned out this was all Mayor Whitmore’s scheme. He had known Alice would be applying for her business license that day and had arranged her kidnapping to curry favor with the Bellano family. He assumed it would be simple, thinking Alice was just another insignificant woman from the Morgan family. He hadn’t done his homework on either Alice or Ethan—and that mistake would soon cost him. Paul’s face lit up with excitement as he poured two glasses of amber liquid. “Well, Mayor Whitmore,” he said, raising his glass, “I have to say… this went better than I imagined.” Whitmore chuckled, swirling the liquid in his glass. “Of course it did, Paul. No one will ever know where she is. I’ve made sure of that.” Paul clinked his glass against the mayor’s, grinning. “You know, having you on my side… it makes things a lot easier.” Whitmore leaned back, his smug smile widening. “Easy, yes. And profitable. The Bellanos will be pleased when they hear of your ‘success.’” Nearby, Sierra st

Devon’s jaw tightened. He leaned closer to Ethan, his voice low but urgent. “Master… are you sure about this? That man isn’t just some businessman. He’s the mayor. If we push too hard, this could end badly for all of us.” Beside him, the Crimson Serpent leader, Knox shifted uneasily, his tattooed arms crossed. His tone was concerned. “Master Ethan, he controls the city. Going against him openly—it’s like poking a lion. Why risk everything? Why now?” Ethan didn’t move. His eyes stayed fixed on the trembling mayor at the villa steps. His face was too calm, but his silence made both men fall quiet. Then…. headlights. Two sleek black cars pulled up fast, stopping right behind Ethan’s men. The doors opened, and out stepped two tall men, dressed sharp in dark suits. The Perez brothers. The moment the mayor saw them, his face went stiff. His laugh caught in his throat. One of the brothers, John Perez, adjusted his cufflinks and walked forward slowly, his gaze icy. “Mayor

Ethan’s eyes narrowed, his voice dangerously icy. “You can either fight the Eagle of God,” he said coldly, “or you can get out of here now. Do you still need proof of who is the real accomplice to gangsters, and who is the mayor using the army to commit crimes?” The colonel shook his head frantically, his face pale. He was like a ghost. “What are you all doing?!” the mayor screamed, his voice cracking. “A worthless piece of paper has you this scared?!” SLAP! The crack of the colonel’s hand striking the mayor’s face echoed sharply through the courtyard.The mayor was so shocked that he couldn’t even move. “The document this sir holds,” the colonel said firmly, “is a service certificate for the Eagle of God. And the Eagle of God works in close cooperation with the High Council. That means everything he is doing here tonight is fully authorized by the High Council itself.” The mayor’s eyes widened, but he shook his head stubbornly. “Lies! This is all a trick! Do you think I

Wallen City was the provincial capital, ten times larger than Cloud City, the city where Ethan was living in. The streets were busier, the buildings taller, the people colder. Money and power decided everything here, and families like the Bellanos were always searching for ways to climb higher. They were not at the very top in Wallen—if they were, they would never have bothered expanding their reach into a small place like Cloud City.Ethan knew this city well. He had been here before, but this time, his purpose was different. He was not here to blend in—he was here to strike.When he arrived, a black car was already waiting at the station. The driver opened the door and bowed slightly. “Mr. Ethan, Miss Elsa is waiting for you at headquarters.”Ethan nodded without a word and got in.The ride through Wallen was long, but smooth. Neon lights flashed across the car windows as the city came alive even before dawn. Ethan sat quietly, his eyes cold, his mind replaying Paul’s dying words. T