Lucas’s voice was not loud, yet the vibration of murderous intent accompanying it penetrated directly into the minds of everyone present, freezing their blood and paralyzing their basic instincts. The atmosphere inside the marble hall, which had just been thundering with the march of boots and the bluster of weapons, fell instantly as silent as a grave.The tip of the Qi sword hovering in front of Harold’s forehead emitted an increasingly dense pulse of red-golden light. The scorching heat contained within the thin blade of energy began to singe the fine hairs at Harold’s temples, even without touching his skin. Harold could feel it with absolute clarity: should a single bullet detonate, or a single step be taken forward, that energy sword would pierce his skull in a fraction of a millisecond before his soul could even comprehend its own death.The false courage previously fueled by the young lady’s command evaporated without a trace. The cold sensation creeping up Harold’s spine was

The great hall was instantly enveloped in a suffocating silence. The atmosphere, moments ago filled with screams of agony and murderous intent, was now replaced by an aura of absolute submission from the supreme leader of the Vance Family.Evelyn watched the scene before her with bated breath. Her father—a powerful man feared in the business world and elite circles—was now kneeling with his head bowed before a youth vastly younger than himself. Harold and the remaining soldiers of the Grand Guardian Battalion, their palms blistered, could only widen their eyes, not daring to utter a single word.Lucas gazed at Richard with his calm, crimson eyes, then exhaled slowly. Though his stamina and the Qi in his Dantian were at their lowest ebb, the glint in his eyes remained sharp as a sword capable of piercing the soul."Rise, Tuan Richard," Lucas said flatly, yet with heavy emphasis."I did not take control to make you crawl on the floor, but to ensure that folly such as today's never disru

"T-Then... what should I do about that bastard, Young Master?" Richard asked, his teeth clenched tightly as he suppressed the intense rage surging in his chest."Should I order the Guardian Battalion to apprehend him secretly right now? Or execute him on the spot to avenge this betrayal?"Lucas shook his head slowly, wearing a cold, enigmatic smile."The Battalion? Those are all his people... Besides, capturing him now would only cause the true mastermind behind him to flee and sever every trace," Lucas said casually, as if this decades-long betrayal were nothing more than a simple game of chess."A cornered rat won't bare its fangs if you clamp down on its neck immediately. You must give it room to panic until it is forced to make the most foolish decision of its life."Richard furrowed his brow, his head throbbing as he tried to grasp the young man's strategy. "You mean, Young Master... we let him act freely?""Not merely letting him," the red glint in Lucas's eyes gleamed dangerous

"F-Forgive me, Young Master!"The senior maid whose hands were hovering mid-air instantly flinched in shock. Her lovely face turned pale, and she quickly joined the dozen other maids in bowing their heads deeply, their bodies trembling faintly."Please do not be angry, Young Master Lucas," the senior maid said, her soft voice trembling with anxiety. "Lord Richard gave us strict orders at dawn. He instructed us to treat you as the lord and master of this Vance Residence."She raised her gaze slightly, looking at Lucas with earnest eyes and a faint blush on her cheeks."Lord Richard even emphasized... that we must comply with all your wishes without exception. From washing your body, feeding you, and selecting your attire, to... to providing 'extra' service on your bed to warm your night, we are all prepared to serve you with all our hearts and souls."At the mention of "extra service" spoken so innocently from the maid's mouth, Lucas's brow twitched violently.During his glory days in

Hearing Evelyn's shrill rage echoing all the way to the far corner of the courtyard, Lucas suddenly paused for a moment. His footsteps came to a halt right beside the driver's door of the bright red sports car.A flash of memory suddenly spun rapidly in his mind—a memory belonging to the previous host of this "Lucas" body in the mortal realm.Ah, right. In the eyes of the mortal realm's law and his current formal status, he had been recruited into the Vance residence to serve as Evelyn's personal bodyguard, not as the Great Master to be served. Although Richard Vance treated him like a highly revered ruler for saving his life, in the eyes of Evelyn and his official status, he was still just a bodyguard.And even more crucially... Did a ruler from the upper realm like him know how to drive this four-wheeled iron fortress?After all, in his original realm, he was accustomed to riding Ancient Dragons or tearing through dimensional space with a single step. Controlling a mechanical object