A few seconds before the assassination attempt, Seth and his elite unit had been quietly securing the outer perimeter of the restaurant. Suddenly, Seth’s eyes narrowed as he caught a faint, sudden flash from a distance.It was a tiny, sharp red dot dancing across the pavement.The dot danced and skipped erratically against the walls, looking exactly as if a child were carelessly playing around with a laser pointer. Seth's combat instincts flared instantly. He silently flashed hand signals to his unit: two operatives to hunt down the shooter's position, two to breach the diner and escort Jason out, and the rest to form a defensive ring for absolute emergency response.Seth quickly calculated the distance and trajectory, smoothly unslinging a high-caliber sniper rifle of his own.He brought the weapon up to his eye, peering through the advanced thermal scope. Two blocks away, on the high balcony of a dark skyscraper opposite the restaurant, he immediately spotted a figure lying flat on

He knew Matthew was a petty, arrogant guy, and he trusted him to be a lot of things—a bad roommate, an annoying rival, a campus jerk—but an actual assassin who would ruthlessly try to put a bullet in his chest? That was entirely out of the question."Matthew! What the hell led you to this?!" Jason demanded, stepping closer to the stretcher. "I’ve always known you to be an antagonist, Matthew, but not a real-life killer! Why?!"As Jason shouted, his eyes locked onto Matthew’s right side. He sickened to realize that Matthew's right arm was completely destroyed, dangling uselessly by a shred of flesh, his shoulder completely shattered by the impact. Jason turned an intense, questioning glare toward Seth for answers."I noticed the laser sight right before he pulled the trigger, and I did what I had to do to stop him," Seth said with a casual shrug. "I went directly for the kill shot. It is a genuine miracle that he survived, Young Master. It can only be attributed to a lucky twist of fat

“What is the meaning of this, Anastasia?” Gina asked, her tone laced with sharp impatience rather than fear. “You have a long history of trading with my grandfather. That history is the only reason we have extended this level of trust to you until today.”“But that history does not mean I can simply rely on you to provide me with these pills whenever I want them, Gina,” Anastasia replied, a cold, smooth smile stretching across her newly rejuvenated face. “You are starting to demand a ridiculous price, and I am beginning to suspect it will only get more absurd if this arrangement continues.”“What is ridiculous about the price?” Gina countered, her eyes narrowing as she stood her ground against the forty rifles aimed at her. “Do you have any idea how much it costs us to source the secondary materials? Do you know how many unsuccessful batches have to be completely destroyed before we can produce even one perfect yield?”Gina shook her head slowly, looking at the blonde boss with a sens

The lights went off all of a sudden, throwing the entire multi-million-dollar medical wing into absolute darkness. The silence didn't last long. Almost instantly, the distant, muffled echoes of automatic gunfire began to ring through the massive estate.The most alarming part was that the gunshots weren't fading—they were getting closer with each passing second, tearing through Jason's private security team with terrifying speed.In the far corner of the room, Matthew was shivering violently. Through the faint, silver reflection of the moonlight piercing the high-security windows, Jason could see his former roommate curled up into a pathetic ball, completely paralyzed by fear.Seth never left Jason’s side. Even as the thunderous sounds of gunfire breached the lower levels of the villa, the legendary enforcer stood there like an unbreakable statue, his twin suppressed pistols already drawn, his sharp eyes cutting through the darkness to monitor every single entry point.“Young Master,

The Third Phantom smiled, but the warmth never reached his eyes. He stepped into the room, his approach eerily silent. His footwork was so impossibly light and fluid that he appeared to glide across the concrete floor like a literal ghost. Slowly raising his already drawn sword, he angled the gleaming silver tip directly at the highly alert Seth.“Let’s not waste time. I know you won't go down without a fight,” the Third Phantom said, his smooth voice dropping to a lethal, determined whisper. “I only need one pill from you.”“Alina is way beyond saving. You would only be wasting a priceless pill if you use it on her,” Seth argued, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his jagged tactical knives in the dark. “The elixir is designed to rapidly regenerate physical trauma and open wounds. It does not treat cancer.”“There is no harm in trying,” the Third Phantom replied, his voice chillingly calm. “Besides, our duel serves a dual purpose today. Where is your Young Master? A client paid