Yesterday, he had to use basic human physics to fight. Today, he actually had real energy to use against his enemies. A dark excitement burned in his chest as he walked back into the light.High above the roaring traffic of downtown Tuntadel City, the top-floor penthouse of the Windgate Luxury Tower sat in absolute, expensive silence. The walls were made of thick, polished black marble, and the giant floor-to-ceiling windows looked down onto the sprawling city below like a king surveying his kingdom.Inside the main living room, Leo Vance was pacing back and forth across a thick velvet rug, his face twisted in a mixture of deep humiliation and rage. His right arm was wrapped tightly in a white medical sling, and his expensive clothes had been replaced by a silk robe.Sitting on a massive leather sofa across from him was Matt Windgate.Matt looked exactly as he did in Baron's memories—sharp, cold, and dripping with immense wealth. He held a crystal glass of amber liquor in his hand,

Juliana Smith marched right past the smoking front of her ruined sports car. Her long, dark hair whipped around her face in the breeze, and her eyes were burning with an absolute, terrifying fury. She didn't look like a girl who had just been in a car crash; she looked like a queen stepping onto a battlefield. Dean Marcus blinked, his smug grin freezing instantly. "Ms. Smith... please, you don't understand. This boy is a dangerous criminal. We found stolen lab equipment in his—" "Shut your mouth, Marcus!" Juliana snapped, stepping directly between Baron and the police officers. She didn't just ask them to stop; she physically blocked their path, staring down the dean with complete contempt. The two police officers hesitated, looking at each other nervously. They might not have known who Baron was, but everyone in Tuntadel City knew the name Smith. "Ms. Smith, with all due respect, the university board ordered this arrest," Dean Marcus stammered, pulling out a handkerchief to wi

Iron Fist Chen nodded quickly, his eyes glinting with a brutal light. "Should I go myself, Mr. Windgate?""No. If a premier martial artist attacks a student on campus property, the Smith family will use their media outlets to track it back to me," Matt said, his mind working with cold, calculated cruelty. "Use the shadow channel. Hire the Black Serpent assassins. Tell them to use reinforced steel daggers and poison. I want Baron Colgate’s corpse dumped into the mountain river before the sun rises tomorrow. Let's see if Juliana can still protect him when he's a rotting piece of meat.""Consider it done, sir," Chen bowed deeply, stepping back into the shadows to make the call.Matt walked over to the giant window, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. "A village boy thinks he can touch my things? I will wipe your entire bloodline off the face of this earth, Baron Colgate."The night fell quickly over Tuntadel City, bringing a thick, freezing fog that rolled down from t

The gunshot roared through the penthouse, echoing off the high ceilings. A single, neat hole appeared right between the assassin’s eyes. His body instantly went completely limp, slumping sideways onto the marble floor, his eyes rolling back into his head. A fresh pool of blood began to mix with the mud and dirt.Matt didn't even blink. He reached over, picked up a white silk napkin from a fruit bowl, and calmly wiped a tiny speck of dark blood that had splattered onto the edge of his clean desk. He tossed the napkin onto the corpse."You shouldn't have come to bear bad news," Matt growled, his voice completely unhinged.He turned his cold, dark eyes toward Iron Fist Chen, who stood perfectly still, his heart rate spiking slightly at Matt's sudden brutality."Get this garbage out of my sight," Matt commanded, tossing the gun back into the drawer. "And call Leo Vance. Tell him to get up here immediately."Ten minutes later, the body was gone, the floor was hastily wiped, and Leo Vance w

"I don't care what you were doing!" Juliana stepped directly into Kate and Margret’s personal space, her eyes burning with a terrifying power that came from generations of absolute wealth and rule. "Who do you think you are to speak to my guest like that? You call him a beggar? Let me remind you, Kate fisher, your father’s logistics company is currently surviving on a supply chain contract that my father signs every January. If I hear you utter one more single insult against Baron, if you even look in his direction with that disgusting face again, I will call my father before we leave this street. I will have your family’s contract canceled by sunset. I will ruin your family’s business by nightfall, Kate! Do you want to test me?!" Kate turned completely, utterly pale. The fake, arrogant confidence stripped away instantly, leaving her shaking like a leaf in the wind. She knew Juliana wasn't exaggerating. One word from the Smith family could turn the Fisher family into literal bankrup