“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

The sudden outburst startled everyone. Seeing where Douglas was looking, they immediately knew who he was yelling at.Douglas stood and grabbed the man by the collar, then released him just as quickly to snatch the phone from his hand. He unlocked it and scanned the screen.The man was too shocked to speak, but he soon realized why Douglas had suddenly exploded.“I-I thought we should inform Malcov about what happened to Arman,” he stammered.Douglas did not seem to hear him. He stared at the screen, reading the message that had just been sent. The anger on his face deepened.He hurled the phone against the wall. It shattered instantly. Then he grabbed the man by the collar again.“Do you even think?” Douglas snarled. “Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you just brought down on us?”The man could only swallow, too terrified to respond, saliva splashing against his cheek as Douglas shouted.The others fina

The Club had already been a mess, but it grew noticeably more restless the moment the Blazing Phoenix Gang arrived.The music kept blasting, yet it barely held anyone’s attention. Conversations overlapped and spilled across tables, most of them circling the same topic. Everyone had their own guess about what Malcov’s people were really here for.“One day, I’ll be part of them,” Tony said casually as he tipped his glass back and finished his drink.He sounded relaxed, but his eyes lingered a bit too long. The Blazing Phoenix Gang had become the only thing people nearby were talking about.They stood by the counter, quietly watching the crowd. Even the club manager looked uneasy. From their spot, they could see him on the second floor, standing still, pretending to wait patiently.Earlier, they had seen him head up to the third floor, only to be ushered back down almost immediately by one of the gang members. Apparently, he had disturbed Ma

Malcov let out a low chuckle. It carried a trace of irritation, though even he could not pinpoint its source.“Do you think I can’t put a hole through your head right now and end this conversation?” he said in a playful tone. “Do you not understand that your life is in my hands?”Luke leaned back, making himself comfortable on the sofa once more. Then he smiled.“Mr. Malcov,” Luke said, deliberately stopping there, as if leaving his words hanging in midair.From the look he gave Malcov, it was clear there was more he wanted to say.After a brief pause, Luke continued. “You probably have no idea who I really am.” He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “But I know you.”Despite the burning anger in the room, the gang members could not help but be puzzled by Luke’s words.Who would not know Malcov, the leader of the infamous Blazing Phoenix Gang?And yet, everyone could sense there was a deeper meaning behind what Luke h