“I’m not surprised,” Luke said coolly. “Looking down on others runs in the blood of people like you. That’s the real reason.”Reynold froze.He looked up in shock. Had Luke read his mind?He quickly lowered his head again when he saw the cold expression on Luke’s face. His discomfort deepened when Luke bent down to meet him at eye level.“I’m not angry because you insulted me,” Luke said evenly. “I’m used to people like you. What disgusts me is how you use your status to control the lives of those below you. You think you’re on top of the world. You believe you can do whatever you want, even ruin someone else’s life. To you, people from the lower class are just ants you can crush whenever you feel like it.”Silence swallowed the entire reception area.Even the onlooking clients felt the weight of Luke’s words. It hit too close to home. Many of them were exactly the same.Some, however, couldn’t help but admire Luke. Judg

While Luke’s friends were busy flirting with the bartendress at the counter, he stayed quietly observant, eyes roaming around. This was his first time entering a place like this as a customer.Despite being born into wealth, Luke had never lived a life of indulgence. From childhood until the age of fifteen, his world had been confined within the walls of their manor. His days were spent studying and training under renowned teachers and experts from different parts of the world. Knowledge was drilled into him like second nature. Discipline was his daily bread.At sixteen, he was thrown into a battlefield, with an active war ongoing. That was his third training.War was not kind. He faced brutal conditions and life-or-death trials. If not for his first and second training, he would have failed miserably. Instead, the experience sharpened him. Long-range combat, close combat, strategy, survival. Every skill he possessed was forged under pressure.After a year of war training, he was imme