After Lily finished eating and felt satisfied—her previously hungry stomach now full, her previously pale face now radiant—Kael looked at her with a warm smile."Lily," he said in a calm yet serious tone. "I won't take you out of this city."SILENCE.Lily widened her eyes in shock.She looked at Kael with a gaze full of fear and confusion."Uncle... This city is very dangerous. There are many bad people..."But before Lily finished her sentence—Kael raised his hand, stopping Lily gently."Don't worry about them," he said in a very calm tone, but behind that calmness, there was very strong determination. "I'll clean them out to the smallest point. My goal isn't just to save you, but to save all children with the same fate as yours. I won't let them exploit you any further."Lily looked at Kael with widened eyes—eyes full of admiration, but also worry."But they're very dangerous, Uncle," she said in a trembling voice. "There are so many of them, and they're very, very cruel. I've eve

VOLKOV TOWER - 50TH FLOOR.Marcus "The Reaper" Volkov sat in a large chair behind his very wide desk—gleaming mahogany wood desk, with various documents and firearms lying on it.He sat restlessly, his fingers tapping the desk with a rapid rhythm, his eyes looking at the door with a gaze full of impatience.He was waiting.Waiting for his Best Unit to return.Waiting to see the face of the bastard who dared interfere with his business.It had been more than half an hour since he sent them.And there was no news whatsoever."Where are they? Why is it taking so long?"Marcus clenched his fists tightly, his face showing a very impatient expression.He really wanted to know who was stupid enough to challenge him in Silverton City.Who dared to disturb Marcus "The Reaper" Volkov?Who dared to challenge the king of the underworld?"I'll make him and his entire family regret being born into this world!"But when Marcus was drowning in his thoughts—KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!A loud and panicked kn

Kael looked at Marcus screaming in pain with a cold face—a face without any mercy at all.Then, without giving Marcus time to react—Kael pulled Marcus's hand, pulling him closer.WHOOOOSSHHH!!!And with a very fast movement—BAM!!!Kael punched Marcus's face with his left hand.That punch wasn't too hard, just a moderate punch for Kael.But for Marcus...It was hell.KRAAAAAKKKKK!!!The sound of breaking bones and teeth falling out was very clearly heard—a terrible sound, a sound that made anyone who heard it feel horrified.All of Marcus's teeth fell out instantly—all his teeth, from front to back, forcibly torn from his gums, scattered in the air with blood spraying everywhere.His nose bone was completely destroyed, sinking into his face, blood flowing heavily from his nostrils.And most terrifyingly...Marcus's left eye burst.His eyeball burst from the pressure of the punch—fluid from the eyeball flowed out, mixed with blood flowing from his face.His left eye... instantly blind

The black van stopped right in front of a simple inn—Maple Inn, a two-story building with white paint that had started to fade.Kael and Lily got out of the van calmly.Kael opened the inn's entrance door, then walked toward the receptionist desk with Lily following behind him.The receptionist—a middle-aged woman with a friendly face, smiled when she saw them."Welcome to Maple Inn. How can I help you?"Kael looked at her calmly."One room for this girl. One night."That woman nodded, then typed on the computer."Room number 12, second floor. The price is 50 dollars per night."Kael took out his black card, then placed it on the desk."Pay for two nights. Use the rest to send dinner to her room."That woman nodded, then swiped the card with the payment machine.After the transaction was complete, she returned the card to Kael."Yes, Sir. I'll send dinner in about half an hour."Kael took the room key, then turned to Lily."Lily, you'll stay here tonight. I'll be back tomorrow morning

OLD UNUSED WAREHOUSE - INDUSTRIAL AREA.Inside an old warehouse that was dark and stuffy, with cracked concrete walls and a leaking roof, a middle-aged man sat relaxed on a shabby sofa.His name was Vincent Crane. A forty-year-old man with a not-too-large body—weighing about 80 kilograms, 175 cm tall—but his face was hard and cruel, as if he had killed many people in his life.He was the leader of a small mafia group in the industrial area. A group specializing in extortion, robbery, and kidnapping.Beside him sat three of his friends—those three men were also leaders of other mafia groups in Silverton City.They sat relaxed, drinking liquor, laughing and joking."HAHAHA!!! Vincent, remember when we robbed that jewelry store? The owner pissed his pants!" said one of them—a large man with thick beard."Hahaha! Of course! He thought we were going to kill him!" Vincent replied with a wide smile, then gulped the whiskey in his glass.They laughed loudly—laughter full of satisfaction and a