“Who am I? Does it even matter?” Magnus asked with a mocking smile.“Yes, it does. Because you just openly doubted my ability in front of my client,” Liu shot back.Magnus chuckled. “Then prove it. Show me you can actually wake him up.”“You don’t have to listen to him, Healer Liu. Just ignore him. He knows nothing about your skills,” Viona cut in.“She’s right,” Marco piled on. “This bastard—this illegitimate piece of trash—he’s not a Healer, not anything. Claiming he’s the only one who can wake up my brother-in-law? Bullshit. Don’t waste your ears on him.”Liu frowned at both of them, then turned back to Magnus.“You stay right there. Watch how I bring this man back,” she said firmly.Magnus only smirked, raising an eyebrow. He leaned against the wall by the door, folding his arms across his chest.Liu got to work. She had Viona undo all the buttons on Frank’s uniform, tore open the undershirt beneath, then pulled out a case of acupuncture needles. A candle was lit, a small dish fill

Magnus finished restoring the house and collapsed onto the long sofa in the family room, turning on the TV.He flipped through channels until he found SpongeBob SquarePants. But he wasn't watching it; he was thinking about a few things.First, he considered the possibility of moving, of taking his family to a new, more secure house.He felt this was necessary—even urgent—considering there had been two large-scale attacks on this house just that night alone, and it wasn't the first time.By moving his family to a safer neighborhood, he could relax a bit more. But the problem was that a house in a safe area in Merseyvale would be astronomically expensive. Magnus had to figure out how to raise that money quickly.Second, he considered the possible response from the Barbosa family, as well as their accomplices.Magnus had intentionally only revived Frank without restoring his lost memories. This memory wipe was a form of punishment for Frank's two assassination attempts through his police

"How could you become that fast and strong? What kind of training have you been doing?"Jared sat down without asking permission. They were now facing each other, about three meters apart."Just some intense solo training. Calisthenics and stuff. Something like that," Magnus replied.Of course, he couldn't tell the truth. But for some reason, seeing Jared's faint smile and his confident gaze, it crossed his mind that Jared knew what he was hiding."I see." Jared nodded. "Whatever it is, I'm really impressed with what you just did in the fighting arena. You toyed with your opponent—intentionally, I'm sure—and at one point you launched a devastating blow he couldn't avoid. And boom! The fight just ended. That was cool."Magnus didn't know what to say, so he just stared at Jared silently. Secretly, he considered accessing Jared's memories. But before their conversation could go on any longer, Jared suddenly stood up, signaling that he was ending their chat."Do you have more fights tonig

The next day, after visiting his mother at the hospital, Magnus went to The Grand Mersey, the most luxurious apartment complex in downtown Merseyvale. He brought Jonas with him. It was Sunday and Jonas didn't have a part-time job scheduled."We're going to look at apartments there?" Jonas asked, staring at Magnus in disbelief."Yeah," Magnus replied, raising an eyebrow. "You can help me choose which apartment you think is right for us."They were in a taxi. Since Magnus had started the conversation about buying an apartment, the taxi driver had glanced in the rearview mirror several times, giving Magnus a strange look."That's not funny at all," Jonas snapped."I'm not joking," Magnus countered. "Today we're going to buy one of the most luxurious apartments there, and we're moving in today."Jonas frowned. "You're crazy," he said. "I thought we were going there to meet a friend of yours who lives there."Magnus smiled broadly. "I don't have any friends there. I don't know a single pers

Magnus gave the security guard a scrutinizing look. Was this security guard one of the spectators at his fights the previous night?"No mistake. You're the one who beat the tiger mask and the Dark Lady, right?" The security guard moved closer to Magnus and said it in a low voice.Magnus raised an eyebrow. His guess seemed to be correct. This security guard had watched his fights the night before."You know him?" the receptionist asked the security guard.The security guard looked back at the receptionist and was about to answer, but he suddenly hesitated. He looked again at the wads of cash inside the tote bag on the reception desk. He wondered if that was the money Magnus had gotten from winning the matches the previous night.The security guard moved even closer to Magnus and spoke to him in an even lower voice. "Is that the money you got last night?"Magnus nodded. "Only some of it, though.""I knew it," the security guard muttered.With this, the reason for the eviction requested