When Magnus returned to The Grand Mersey, this time clutching a fresh birthday cake, the two security guards watched him with blatant suspicion.They had witnessed an event that defied every law of logic and common sense. No matter how high their IQs might be, their brains simply couldn't process the impossible reality they had seen just moments before.Magnus noticed their stares. It was unsettling, but he didn't have the luxury of time to dwell on it. Jasmine was already blowing up his phone, demanding to know why he wasn't home yet.In the elevator as it ascended, Magnus remembered his original mission: he had come back to see Felix. He slapped his forehead and shook his head at his own forgetfulness. He’d have to drop by Felix’s place later that evening if possible; if not, a phone call to the retired general would have to suffice."Where have you been? What took you so long?" Jasmine demanded the moment he stepped into the apartment."Ran into a few complications," Magnus replied

That night, Magnus and his siblings celebrated their mother’s birthday. The atmosphere was vibrant—a rare moment of warmth for a family that had spent years in the cold. It was clear they hadn't felt this sense of togetherness in a very long time.After the celebration wound down, Magnus retreated to his room. He lay on his bed for a while, scrolling through his phone, before wandering out onto the balcony. Sleep was far off. He decided to call Krystal Lim.She picked up on the fourth ring. When Magnus asked where she was and what she was doing, she let out a soft chuckle.[You’re funny, Magnus. You’re asking me that as if we’re actually dating.]Magnus smirked, his eyes tracking the city lights. “Aren’t we? After everything that happened last night—and this morning—I thought it was only natural to assume we were.”A playful glint flickered in his eyes. If they were face-to-face right now, he probably would have pulled her close and tasted her lips again.[Ehm... we... haven't exactly

The Fire Tiger mobsters, who had been ready to throw their lives away to take down Magnus, suddenly froze, gasping in shock.It was their first time witnessing such a phenomenon. To them, it felt as though they were staring directly at their own deaths. Their courage instantly withered.Magnus didn’t waste a single heartbeat. He channeled his magic to move with blinding speed. In a single strike, he sent over a dozen men flying—some were launched high into the air before crashing violently onto the pavement.Did everyone hit by his attack die? No. But it was enough to leave the remaining Fire Tiger mobsters petrified, their faces draining of color. Those in the rear ranks instinctively scrambled back several steps.Seeing this, the Fire Tiger leader grew frantic. Sweat beads as large as corn kernels formed and rolled down his temples. He swallowed hard, his throat dry."I told you not to be reckless," Patrick Holsen said coldly.The Fire Tiger leader glanced at him, his eyes burning w