2024-02-24 14:00:52"You fool," he snarled, his voice low and menacing. "Do you honestly believe that you could ever become my best student? You are nothing more than a pawn, a tool to be used for my own amusement.”
Benjamin felt the sting of betrayal pierce his heart like a dagger, his breath catching in his throat as he struggled to comprehend the depth of his master's cruelty. He had placed his trust and faith in the one person he had believed would guide him on his martial arts journey, only to be met with scorn and disdain."You are nothing but a greedy, selfish child," the old master continued, his voice rising to a crescendo of fury. "You crave knowledge and power, yet you lack the discipline and humility to truly master any art. You dare to covet the secrets of Kung Fu, as if you are entitled to such knowledge?”"I will not stand for this," Benjamin declared, his voice trembling with righteous indignation. "I may not be your best student, but I refuse t
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Cordelia met his eyes, her voice trembling but full of belief. “Even if it takes a year, I’ll wait for him,” she said quietly. “He promised me he would come back, and I trust him.”Marshall laughed again, louder this time, shaking his head at her words.“You really are still living in dreams,” he mocked. “Even if he comes back after one year or two… by that time, you will already be married. Maybe you’ll even have one child… or two… or three.”Cordelia’s chest tightened. The way he said it felt like a knife. But she didn’t break her gaze. She kept her eyes steady.Marshall looked at Cordelia one more time.“Just get prepared, my niece. You’ll be fine afterwards.”With that, he turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.At the same time — in the Hansen houseRaymond Hansen was pacing up and down his room with a big smile on his face. He couldn’t hide his excitement. In just three days he would marry Cordelia Winslow. To him, this was everything he wanted.At that m
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Benjamin gave a small nod as he settled into his seat. The pilot looked back at him through the headset.“How many hours until we reach Singapore?” Benjamin asked quietly.The man checked the flight display and replied, “From here in Syria, it will take about nine and a half to ten hours, Master. We’ll make one short refuel stop on the way. Since it’s half past eight in the morning here, we should arrive around 5:30 to 6:00 p.m. Syria time, which will be about 10:30 to 11:00 p.m. in Singapore.”Benjamin nodded once more, fastening his seatbelt as the helicopter began to lift off the ground.It was around 1 p.m. in an underground base in Singapore. The place was quiet except for the low hum of computers. Several screens glowed softly, showing maps, codes, and paused feeds.Inside, a small group sat around on chairs and couches, trying to relax. Among them were Helen Anderson, once a police officer but now part of Benjamin’s team; the two animators, who handled system visuals and decoys
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Benjamin looked at Abdelkarim and gave him a gentle tap on the shoulder. “Control everything well,” he said quietly. “When I get time, I’ll visit Syria again.” Abdelkarim nodded, his eyes filled with respect. Then, without thinking twice, he went down on one knee before Benjamin. “Thank you, Master,” he said softly. “In just one month, you changed my life completely. You taught me things I never imagined learning. I’ll never forget this.” Benjamin gave a small smile and rested a hand on his shoulder. “Stand up,” he said. “You earned this. Lead well.” Benjamin looked at Abdelkarim with a steady, serious gaze. “Don’t mix in fraud and shady deals,” he said softly. “Make a name for yourself by doing things clean and strong. Be firm with our enemies — don’t show them mercy. But if you choose the dark side and betray what I taught you, I will come back to Syria and end you myself.” Abdelkarim met his eyes, swallowed, and nodded. “I promise. I will not go into the dark. I will do this ri
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Darnell’s eyes darted around the room. For a long moment he said nothing, counting on fear to buy him silence. Then, beaten and in pain, he began to speak—slowly, haltingly, as if each name peeled a layer off him.“It wasn’t just one place,” he said at last. “There were men who liked profit more than question. A few ministers—small ones, not the public faces—who took payments to look the other way. A customs official in Port Qadir, Fahad Qari, who helped clear shipments. A registrar at the land office who put properties in nominees—Omar Nadir. A judge who delayed cases when asked—Judge Basim Haroun. A shipping magnate—Rafik Sayeed—who let containers disappear for a fee.”He swallowed, the words tasting like ash. “And businessmen—people with legitimate fronts. Galleria Group’s director, Marwan Al-Issa, washed invoices sometimes; Crescent Commodities handled fake paperwork.”Abdelkarim’s jaw tightened. Benjamin's face stayed expressionless, but Benjamin watched each name, measuring weig
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Darnell’s eyes darted around the room. For a long moment he said nothing, counting on fear to buy him silence. Then, beaten and in pain, he began to speak—slowly, haltingly, as if each name peeled a layer off him.“It wasn’t just one place,” he said at last. “There were men who liked profit more than question. A few ministers—small ones, not the public faces—who took payments to look the other way. A customs official in Port Qadir, Fahad Qari, who helped clear shipments. A registrar at the land office who put properties in nominees—Omar Nadir. A judge who delayed cases when asked—Judge Basim Haroun. A shipping magnate—Rafik Sayeed—who let containers disappear for a fee.”He swallowed, the words tasting like ash. “And businessmen—people with legitimate fronts. Galleria Group’s director, Marwan Al-Issa, washed invoices sometimes; Crescent Commodities handled fake paperwork.”Abdelkarim’s jaw tightened. Benjamin's face stayed expressionless, but Benjamin watched each name, measuring weig
Chapter 461
Darnell’s eyes darted around the room. For a long moment he said nothing, counting on fear to buy him silence. Then, beaten and in pain, he began to speak—slowly, haltingly, as if each name peeled a layer off him.“It wasn’t just one place,” he said at last. “There were men who liked profit more than question. A few ministers—small ones, not the public faces—who took payments to look the other way. A customs official in Port Qadir, Fahad Qari, who helped clear shipments. A registrar at the land office who put properties in nominees—Omar Nadir. A judge who delayed cases when asked—Judge Basim Haroun. A shipping magnate—Rafik Sayeed—who let containers disappear for a fee.”He swallowed, the words tasting like ash. “And businessmen—people with legitimate fronts. Galleria Group’s director, Marwan Al-Issa, washed invoices sometimes; Crescent Commodities handled fake paperwork.”Abdelkarim’s jaw tightened. Benjamin's face stayed expressionless, but Benjamin watched each name, measuring weig
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