Boyd's hand remained pressed against his reddened cheek, his mind struggling to catch up with what had just happened. The sting of the slap still stung, but the confusion in his eyes was slowly turning into fear. “Miss Sterling, I was only—” “I know exactly what you were doing.” Victoria glared at Boyd. “How dare you sully the Nine Dragons name with such behaviour?” "But I was just trying to—" “Keep your mouth shut.” Victoria said icily, her eyes blazing with fury. If Mr. Rutherford hadn’t told her to prioritise Sebastian and keep things quiet, she would have taught him a very painful lesson. Boyd flinched in fear, and his legs buckled. He had to grab the reception desk to stay upright. “I’ll deal with you later.” She declared coldly, then led Sebastian respectfully away from the stunned crowd, paying no attention to their whispers and hushed conversations. They arrived at a gold-plated elevator at the far end of the lobby. Victoria pressed a hidden panel beneath the call butt

Meanwhile, in the central district, Sebastian stepped out of the Nine Dragons Pavilion with a calm expression. The cold morning air brushed against his face as he adjusted his coat slightly and walked leisurely. Although the penthouse suite was comfortable, he had no intention of idling around. His injury had not fully healed, and if he left it unattended, it would only slow him down further. He needed some rare herbs to treat them. Sebastian walked through several streets, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings as he searched for a suitable pharmacy or herb shop. However, after checking multiple places, he found nothing that met his standards. Most of them either lacked the herbs he needed or carried poor-quality substitutes. Time passed, and before he knew it, he had spent three hours on his search. ‘Do they really not have a top pharmacy around?’ Sebastian muttered exasperatedly. Just as he was about to give up, he met a passerby who casually mentioned one last place not too

Outside, Sebastian walked calmly along the street, the small package of herbs in his hand. He had already pushed the encounter in the pharmacy to the back of his mind. Right now, the only thing that mattered was returning and refining the herbs. His injury had lingered for too long. If he left them unattended, it would slow down his plans. He walked calmly and turned into a quieter street, one that led directly back to the Nine Dragons Pavilion. It was almost empty as it was still quite early in the morning, but Sebastian enjoyed the silence. At that moment, a black van suddenly screeched to a halt in front of him, blocking the street. Before the van had even fully stopped, the doors were thrown wide open, and different vicious-looking men jumped out of the vehicle one after the other. In less than ten seconds, Sebastian was surrounded. Sebastian frowned and looked around. With a single glance, he could count at least thirty of them. They had spread out in a loose circle, making s

Thirty men. Thirty armed men had been crushed thoroughly in less than a minute. They couldn’t even put up the slightest resistance, and the man responsible for all of it stood calmly in the middle of the alley with a cold expression on his face. Sebastian slowly lifted his gaze and stared at Quide, and that single glance nearly made Quide, the head of a notorious gang, pee his pants. As Sebastian took a step forward, Quide staggered back, only to find his back still against the wall. His earlier arrogance had completely vanished, and the only emotion he was feeling was fear and regret. “H-how…” Quide’s voice shook violently, as though he was being suffocated. “What the hell are you…?” Sebastian didn’t answer. He simply walked toward him. Each footstep he took sounded slow and steady against the frozen ground, but to Quide, it felt like the approach of death itself. “D-don’t come any closer!” Quide shouted instinctively as he pulled out a Glock 19 with trembling hands. “I’ll sho

Meanwhile, inside the imposing headquarters of the Nine Dragons Group, Victoria Sterling sat calmly inside her luxurious office while reviewing several financial documents on her desk. Her expression remained cold and stoic as multiple executives stood respectfully before her while giving their reports. As the vice president of the Nine Dragons Group, countless projects passed through her desk daily, and a single sentence from her could determine the rise or fall of countless companies in Cloud City. A young executive standing before her adjusted his glasses nervously before continuing his report. “Vice President Sterling, the Azure Dragon Casino generated approximately $730 million in net revenue during the last quarter alone, and the overseas VIP tables exceeded our expectations by thirty percent." “Our newly launched private membership system also brought in more than two thousand high-net-worth clients.” The young man reported. Even as he spoke, there was still faint disb