Hearing Lein's words, Dortmund's anger exploded."ENOUGH!" he shouted in a voice that echoed throughout the area. "STOP PLAYING AROUND! DON'T WASTE TIME! KILL HIM NOW!"The four of them, Seraphina, Gorath, Thorne, Aldric, nodded with faces full of determination. Their eyes blazed with pure killing intent. No more playing. No more underestimating. They would kill this man, now!WHOOSH!Seraphina moved first, a green blur barely visible, wind spinning around her body at terrifying speed.The katana swung in a series of brutal slashes, SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!, every swing creating sharp wind blades, cutting air, creating a sound like death's whistle.From above. From below. From the side.No pattern. No rhythm.Only pure speed and deadly attacks.But Lein moved calmly, head tilting left, SWISH, the katana missed his neck by 1 centimeter.Body spinning, SWISH, horizontal slash missed.Step back, vertical slash only cut air.Seraphina frustrated, speed increasing more, SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SL

After Dortmund's death, Lein stood there calmly, looking at the Underworld King's corpse lying pitifully on the ground.No regret. No satisfaction. Just... emptiness.With a slow motion, Lein took out his phone from his pocket, fingers typing quickly.He sent a message to the Arcturus Continent Government.If the Blackwood Family, so influential in the underworld, suddenly collapsed completely without proper management, it would damage the economy. Create a power vacuum. Trigger gang wars. Chaos.Lein honestly didn't care about all that, but he knew the government did.So he handed this matter to them.Message sent.Lein put his phone back in his pocket, then let out a long sigh.His eyes swept the surrounding area. Five cultivators lying in pitiful condition, Dortmund dead with a swollen face, the mansion already in ruins."For the past few days..." he murmured softly, "I've been too busy."Too many fights. Too many deaths. Too many problems. He really couldn't enjoy his retirement t

Midnight, 1 AM.Azure Pinnacle Penthouse Terrace.Lein sat in a terrace chair with a hot cup of coffee in hand, eyes staring at the view of Corholt city still glittering with skyscraper lights.The night wind blew softly, bringing comfortable coolness.Silence.Peace.This was a rare moment in his life, a moment where he didn't need to be on guard, didn't need to be alert, didn't need to be ready to fight. Just... sit and enjoy coffee.In his mind, Lein knew one thing for certain.Enjoy today as best as possible. Because tomorrow... or the day after... there might be new problems coming. Always like that.He let out a soft sigh, sipping coffee with a relaxed motion.Then—CLICK.The sound of the glass door opening.Lein immediately turned, and found Celine standing in the doorway in simple white pajamas, hair loose and long, face without makeup, eyes slightly puffy."Lein," she said in a soft voice. "I can't sleep."She stepped out onto the terrace, eyes looking at Lein with a slightl

Two days passed quietly. No problems, no threats, no fights.Celine went through her life as an actress as usual. Practice sessions, meetings with the creative team, costume fittings for the concert. Lein followed her like a shadow, keeping watch without saying much.Meanwhile, in between free moments, Lein made time to visit Avalon Hill No. 1, keeping his mother company over afternoon tea, playing cards with Lily until the girl fell asleep on the sofa.Of course, he couldn't tell them what he had actually been doing lately.So when his mother asked, Lein just smiled and said, "I've had a lot of work recently. But everything's going well."His mother didn't ask further. Just nodded and pushed a plate of cakes toward him.---Celine's concert took place that evening.The performance hall was packed. Thousands of audience members filled every corner, spotlights blazed magnificently, music reverberated through the floor and into everyone's chests. Celine performed brilliantly. Her voice

Lein stood there, looking at Celine who had just announced him as her future husband.In his mind, he could only sigh helplessly."Looks like I'm going to have new problems here."But honestly... it didn't matter.Marrying your idol? That was something any fan always dreamed of. And now, that dream was right in front of his eyes. Just one more step.Moreover, here he could save Celine from a marriage she didn't want.Lein's goal was only one: make Celine happy. And he wouldn't let Celine marry a man she didn't love.Cedric Morgan, Celine's father, stepped forward with slow but pressure-filled steps.The middle-aged man in a formal black suit looked Lein up and down with a sharp, assessing gaze, like looking at defective merchandise."Who is he?" he asked in a cold tone, eyes not leaving Lein. "What family does he come from? And what business is he running?"Simple questions. But questions that made Celine immediately fall silent.She opened her mouth, wanting to answer, but no words c