Meanwhile, while the mysterious figure was pondering his next move against Lorenzo, Lorenzo himself was still at the police station.The officers handling the case asked him to recount every detail of the attack once again, starting from the very beginning. Hearing the request immediately soured his mood. It was the same story he had already told multiple times, and having to repeat it yet again tested his patience.Despite his annoyance, Lorenzo had little choice but to cooperate. The country took its laws seriously, and obstructing an investigation would only create more problems for him. If he wanted to leave anytime soon, he had to answer their questions.After carefully narrating the entire incident once more, the investigators arranged for a facial scan of the deceased attacker. They hoped to identify him through the national database.Several tense minutes passed before the results finally appeared.Just as Lorenzo had expected, there was no match.The attacker wasn't registere

The following morning, Lorenzo woke up much later than he normally would. Considering everything that had happened the previous day, it wasn't surprising. Between the assassination attempt, the police investigation, and the sleepless night, his body had been pushed to its limits. When he glanced at the clock, he realized it was already eleven in the morning. After getting out of bed, he grabbed a bottle of water and emptied it before beginning his usual morning routine. As always, he started with meditation before practicing the martial arts techniques recorded in the worn-out manual he had been studying for months. What Lorenzo didn't know was that those exercises were no longer suitable for him. Now that he had fully awakened as a martial artist, the techniques that once helped him progress had become basic foundations. Continuing to train the same way would produce little to no improvement. To advance further, he would eventually need techniques designed specifically for a

The man who arrived extravagantly with the six Maybach vehicles was of course none other than Christian Caldwell, the head of the Caldwell Group. In truth, the Imperial Crown Hotel belonged to the Caldwell Group; but Christian Caldwell was a very busy man, so he rarely visited the hotel. However, the case was different this time. He was supposed to meet with Adrian Byers and discuss an extremely important business deal, but Adrian had cancelled at the last moment, opting to send his grandson instead. Christian didn’t think too much of it, as the business deal was already at its concluding stages. All he needed to do was sign the documents and finish some procedures. The meeting with Adrian Byers was actually supposed to be held the next day, but Adrian had cancelled it and moved the meeting to today. Christian was in a board meeting when his secretary informed him of the change of date; and the moment he was informed, he immediately stopped the board meeting and adjourned it for a

Bang! The sound of a gunshot echoed through the parking lot, and in the next instant, one of the bodyguards dropped to the ground without moving. He was dead. Christian’s eyes widened as he stared at the fallen bodyguard. He knew the bullet had been meant for him, but Lorenzo had pushed him away at the last second, causing the bodyguard to take the shot instead. Grief filled Christian’s eyes as he looked at the dead man before anger quickly replaced it. The bullet had pierced directly through the bodyguard’s heart, killing him instantly. Whoever fired the shot clearly intended to kill him immediately without giving him any chance of survival. “Go after him!” Christian shouted furiously, pointing toward the direction the gunshot had come from. “If looks could kill,” Lorenzo thought, “the shooter would already be buried six feet underground.” “Do not let him escape! Bring him back to me, alive or dead!” Christian roared. He didn’t care whether the shooter was captured alive or

When Vanessa turned around and spotted the middle-aged woman approaching, her eyes widened immediately. “Director Hartman!” she blurted out in surprise. The woman carried herself with an air of superiority and authority. She was none other than the director of Lumencrest General Hospital. As the hospital's highest-ranking administrator, she commanded immense respect and influence within the facility. “Vanessa, what's going on here?” Director Hartman asked sharply, her brows knitting together. Vanessa hesitated. The director's piercing gaze settled on her, making it impossible to remain silent. Left with no choice, Vanessa recounted everything that had happened. However, she deliberately omitted the part about using her own allowance to help cover some of the treatment costs. She knew how difficult Director Hartman could be and didn't want to create more trouble for Riley. As the explanation continued, the director's expression darkened. By the time Vanessa finished speaking, Di