Lightning and Sea Serpent exchanged a glance. They both knew that taking Adrian head-on was nearly impossible. Their only option now was to play to their individual strengths—tie him down, wear him out, and drain his stamina.“Big Mountain, cover us!”Big Mountain answered with a roar. As the sound left his throat, subtle changes rippled across his skin.“Hah—!”With that shout, his muscles began to swell at a pace visible to the naked eye.His sleeves tore apart under the sudden expansion. Lifting his head, eyes fierce and predatory, Big Mountain advanced toward Adrian step by step.Adrian frowned slightly. He hadn’t missed the transformation at all.How could an ordinary human undergo such a drastic change in such a short time?He tested Big Mountain with a single exchange—fists colliding. Adrian pulled his hand back, rubbing it, a numb vibration running through the bones.As for Big Mountain, he seemed to feel nothing at all. Each step he took made the ground tremble faintly beneat

Octavia took Adrian’s phone. The moment she saw the photos, her eyes widened in shock.“Adrian… won’t this provoke all those hidden veterans on the dark web?”“There are assassins on the dark web who don’t even appear on the rankings,” she continued. “Their strength is on an entirely different level.”Adrian waved it off, unconcerned.“Post it. If they want to come, they can come. I don’t mind.”Octavia sighed softly. She recognized one of the figures in the photos—Hurricane, one of the dark web’s trump cards.“Alright… I’ll post it.”She opened the dark web interface, uploaded several photos, and imitated Adrian’s tone as best she could—arrogant, provocative.Only after hitting send did she realize her hands were trembling.Adrian returned to the sofa. The moment he sat down, his phone rang.He glanced at the number—unfamiliar. In a good mood, he answered without hesitation.“Hello.”“Mr. Doyle, hello. Do you have time right now?”The voice spoke in slightly awkward Novaland Republic

Benevolence Clinic.As soon as Adrian entered with Sandy, Vincent Wallace—having just come downstairs after hearing the news—spotted him and immediately broke into a delighted smile.“Dr. Doyle! Your timing couldn’t be better—I was just planning to reach out to you in the next few days…”Only then did Vincent notice the striking foreign woman standing behind Adrian. Her presence was impossible to ignore.“This… is…?”He looked at Adrian, momentarily stunned, confusion written all over his face.Since when did Adrian start bringing such a beautiful foreign woman to see him?Adrian gently nudged Sandy forward.“No rush. Let me introduce someone first—consider her a disciple I’ve found for you. She’ll study traditional medicine seriously and help carry it forward.”Before Vincent could fully process his words, Sandy stepped forward gracefully and extended her hand.“Hello, my name is Sandy. I’m from Eagleshire. I hope to become your student and learn traditional medicine under your guida

With his broadsword in hand, Iris Lloyd followed Adrian to the clinic’s rear courtyard. The space was open and spacious—perfect for a sparring match.The junior disciples of the clinic excitedly moved to follow, only to be silenced by a sharp glare from Vincent Wallace, who sent them retreating at once.They’d better mind their own business…Meanwhile, Vincent Wallace brought Sandy straight to the courtyard, his face alight with anticipation as he prepared to watch the exchange.Though Sandy wasn’t entirely sure what was about to happen, her excitement was unmistakable.“Master, are they really going to fight?”Vincent Wallace shook his head. “Fight, yes—but sparring is not the same as real combat. It will end before it goes too far.”“Besides, Mr. Doyle won’t go all out against Iris.”The fact that Iris Lloyd had reached the Mythical Tier had already astonished Vincent Wallace, but when it came to Adrian, he had never judged him by ordinary standards.So when Adrian claimed he could

“They can’t intervene? Why not?”At Adrian’s question, Leonard Newman pulled a long face and sighed.“I just called my dad. This ridiculous event even hired several martial artists from Hinoku as security. We’re no match for them, so I asked him to bring people over—but he said the event is funded by the Sakura Commerce Association.”“Even if the event is infuriating, the Sakura Commerce Association followed proper procedures to get it approved. It’s technically legal.”“Without a valid reason, my dad can’t just step in.”Jude Morvek nodded in agreement. “My father said the same.”“Mine too,” another added. “Mr. Doyle, we’re out of options. You’re the only one we could think of.”Adrian fell into brief contemplation. “The Sakura Commerce Association?”“What exactly is that?”He rarely involved himself in such matters and knew little about it.“It’s a major commercial organization from Hinoku—one of their most prominent, supposedly. They mainly handle international trade.”Among them,