​ So at that moment in time, upon hearing that Raymond killed her brother, the silence in the graveyard became even heavier.Silver stood completely still. His words continued to echo inside her head as the anger burning inside her intensified. She had tried so hard to forget everything she had been told about Kaelen’s death. She had tried to push the painful memories aside and move forward, even though the truth had continued to haunt her. But now, standing in front of the very man Marcus claimed was responsible for her brother’s death, everything came rushing back, and it hurt even more.Silver looked at Raymond.The man her brother had supposedly died protecting was standing right in front of her.Worse, he was not a stranger.He was her husband.Her hands slowly tightened at her sides.She was angry at Raymond. She was angry at Marcus. But most of all, she was angry with herself. She hated that she had allowed things to reach this point.She should have stood her ground. She shou

The thought came to Marcus’s mind the moment he saw Silver standing there.This was his chance.His eyes flickered toward her as his mind quickly formed a plan. If he played his cards carefully, he could turn everything around. He could make Silver believe that Raymond was the reason for all her pain, then use her emotions to pull her back to him.No one would suspect what he was really trying to do.Marcus slowly turned toward Silver, allowing his expression to soften. His voice became calm, almost gentle.“Silver, you just have to go and leave him for me.”Silver stood motionless, burning with anger.Before she could respond, Raymond stepped forward.He cleared his throat, and the sound immediately drew Marcus’s attention.“If anyone is going to play the victim here,” Raymond said coldly, “and if anyone is going to twist everything around and make it seem like all of this happened because of me, it certainly isn’t going to be you, Marcus.”He moved closer to Silver, standing firmly

Immediately, Raymond caught his fist in mid air, the commander’s eyes widened slightly. For a moment, he simply stared at Raymond, unable to understand what had just happened. His punch had been thrown with speed and force, yet Raymond had stopped it as though it were nothing. He tried to pull his fist back but it did not move.His expression hardened.He yanked his arm backward again, this time using much more strength, still, nothing happened. Raymond’s hand remained firmly wrapped around his fist. The commander’s eyes narrowed as he pulled harder.Still nothing.He gritted his teeth and put even more force into his attempt to free himself. The muscles in his arm tightened as he strained against Raymond’s grip, but Raymond remained completely still, not even a slight movement.Now, the commander’s breathing had become heavier.He pulled again.And again.Yet his fist remained trapped.The more he struggled, the more pressure he felt around his hand. Raymond’s grip was firm and un

At Marcus’s sharp order, the remaining nine men moved at once. They lunged toward Raymond from every direction, their movements coordinated with frightening precision. There was no hesitation between them. No wasted motion. Each man knew exactly where the others were, surrounding Raymond from every possible angle and leaving almost no space for him to escape.They had clearly trained for situations like this.The first man came from the front, his fist cutting through the air with tremendous force. His knuckles had been hardened through the Iron Fist method, a technique that allowed a fighter to deliver blows with enough power to break bones on impact. At the same time, another man attacked from Raymond’s left. Then another from the right.Two more came from behind.The remaining fighters closed in from the sides, forming a tight circle around Raymond. They were not ordinary fighters.Each of them had mastered powerful martial arts techniques, and several had reached Level 4. Their mo