2026-08-06 16:28:07His voice was not loud, yet it carried such a dense, chilling pressure that the air inside the dilapidated room suddenly plummeted dramatically. The killing intent accumulated over thousands of years by an Emperor God leaked out naturally, gleaming sharply from his two pupils.
'That gaze, why does it feel like he is no longer the Lucas I could easily beat up?' Edward thought to himself, feeling a strange unease.
However, Edward quickly snapped out of his daze.
"What?! You're not accepting this, you bastard child?!" Edward barked, stepping forward bravely. He clenched his right fist, channeled a bit of physical strength, and threw a straight punch aimed right at the center of Lucas's face.
"I said your mother was a cheap whore, and you're just a useless piece of trash who..."
However, just as Edward's fist was a mere few inches away from his nose, Edward suddenly felt a wave of oddity creeping up the back of his neck.
The reason was that Lucas did not close his eyes at all. There were no ripples of panic, no fear, and not even any attempt to dodge. That face was entirely too calm—the kind of absolute serenity usually possessed by an executioner gazing at prey that willingly surrendered its neck.
'Why... why are this brat's eyes so terrifying?!' Edward thought, jolting in panic as a sudden chill pierced his heart.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
SWISH—GRAB!
Before Edward's fist could even touch a single thread of Lucas's clothing, a thin palm shot out like lightning. Its movement was like a ghost's shadow, snatching and locking onto Edward's wrist with a grip as solid as an iron vice!
"W-What?!" Edward's eyes widened in shock, trying to pull his hand back, but Lucas's grip did not budge in the slightest.
"You have a mouth that is far too insolent for a mere piece of lifeless meat," Lucas whispered coldly right in front of Edward's face.
CRACK!
"ARRRGGHHH!"
A shrill, hysterical scream escaped Edward's mouth as Lucas casually twisted that wrist in the opposite direction! The bones of his wrist joint rotated unnaturally, triggering excruciating pain that burned through every single nerve in the Young Master of the Wine Family's body. The jewel-adorned dagger slipped from his fingers and fell to the wooden floor with a clatter.
"YOU-YOU BASTARD, HOW DARE YOU BREAK MY ARM!"
Before Edward could even process the paralyzing pain, Lucas gently tapped the floor with the tip of his foot, concentrating a bit of First-Star Mortal Human Qi into his knee.
BAM!
A straight, extremely precise, and powerful kick slammed right into Edward's solar plexus!
"HOOAGHH!"
Blood sprayed from Edward's mouth. The impact of that spiritual force sent his luxurious body flying violently backward like a cannonball!
SWISH—SMASH!
Edward's airborne body crashed hard into the two guards standing stunned behind him. The bald guard with bandages and the mole-faced guard, who hadn't had time to react, were also knocked over and sent tumbling. The three of them rolled on the ground outside the shattered doorway, piling up in a pathetic heap.
"S-So strong! That kick?! You-Young master! Are you alright?!"
Edward simply lay flat on his back, clutching his chest which felt crushed, howling in pain. His right arm hung limply at a horrifying angle, while the two guards beside him shook violently, gazing at Lucas with looks of pure horror.
"A-Alright your head!! L-Look at my hand bones, they're completely numb!"
"Heyyyy Lucas! How can you be so cruel as to go this far against your own brother?!"
Yet Lucas only wore a cynical smile as he began to step closer.
Each of his approaching footsteps felt like the tolling of a death bell for the three men sprawled on the ground. The bald man and the mole-faced guard instinctively dragged themselves backward, using their trembling elbows to distance themselves from the monster in the form of a skinny youth.
"Damned dog... you... do you really want to die?! Father always dotes on me; if you, a bastard child, dare to hurt me again, he will definitely kill you!" Edward groaned while clutching his broken arm, whimpering in a mix of overwhelming pain and rage.
Lucas did not reply to that cheap provocation. His face remained calm without a ripple of emotion. He slowly raised his right foot, channeling a bit of Qi into his heel, intending to stomp on Edward's chest until the arrogant youth passed out or even fell into a prolonged coma.
However, right before the sole of Lucas's foot slammed into Edward's chest...
"ENOUGH! STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING, LUCAS!"
A dignified, heavy voice laden with energy pressure thundered from the end of the hallway! The voice was so loud that it shook the air around the warehouse, causing the sprawled guards to instantly breathe a sigh of relief as if they had just escaped the gates of hell.
"D-Did the family head finally hear this commotion?! Damn it, we're finally free from the crazy demon in front of us!"
SWISH!
A middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard and a dark red grand robe adorned with silver threads stepped closer. His imposing aura was quite strong, and his sharp, flat gaze analyzed the chaos that had taken place.
He was Duke Vyan Wine, the Head of the Wine Family as well as the father of Edward and Lucas. Behind him, several personal bodyguards in black suits trailed along with tense expressions.
"Father... Cough! Father, help me!" Edward shrieked hysterically upon seeing his father's arrival. With his remaining strength, he pointed at Lucas with his still-intact left hand.
"This bastard child has gone crazy! He broke my arm and tried to kill me! Please kill him for me, Father!"
Vyan glanced at Edward's wretched condition, then shifted his sharp gaze straight toward Lucas. His brows furrowed tightly, radiating anger and a disguised shock as he realized the shift in courage within the son he had long regarded as useless trash.
"One of you, take young master Edward to be treated by the Wine family's private doctor immediately!"
"Yes, Family Head!"
Seeing Edward being taken away, Richard immediately glared fiercely, as if wanting to swallow his second son alive.
"Lucas..." Vyan called out in a cold, piercing voice.
"What the hell is all this chaos? You dare to injure your own brother inside the Wine Family estate?! Now follow your father to the family meeting room!"
"Injure him? As a father, you just stood by when he oppressed me... And now that I'm fighting back against his oppression, Father actually wants to punish me?!"
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Lucas nodded slowly, his expression remaining flat without a single wave of emotion."Just that," Lucas answered briefly, repeating his demand, "Gather all the dark transaction evidence, fund leak trails, and the names of the mastermind corruptors who have been gnawing away at the Vance family all this time. If you can hand all of that over to me, then I will fulfill whatever you desire."Hearing that firm statement, a light yet confident laughter instantly burst from behind the silver mask of the Black Dragon Network Master. As the figure who controlled the entire lifeline of information and the underworld of Hakward City, gathering the dirty financial records of a conglomerate family wasn't a difficult task—rather, it was a trivial matter that could be resolved with just a single command."Hahahaha! What a bargain for true cultivation knowledge!" exclaimed the masked youth with passionate tone. He pulled back his plain black card from the table, then stood straight with an overwhelm
170.
The echo of Lucas's words struck the Vance residence's dining room like a bolt of lightning out of nowhere.Goro, who was just about to take a sip of water, almost choked, his eyes widening to the point where his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. The burly man's breathing turned ragged, and his knees even shook violently as if he had just been solidly struck by a giant sledgehammer."H-he is... the Master of the Black Dragon Network?!"For someone who operated in the underworld and elite security like Goro, that name was not merely a title, but a living legend feared even by the top clan leaders in Hakward City. The person who stood at the summit of all bloody arenas, a mysterious figure that even Dominic Hole had to calculate ten times over before daring to disturb his territory!However, the most terrifying reaction of all came from Richard Vance.The head of the Vance family instantly froze in his seat, his face turning as pale as a corpse freshly pulled from a grave. Th
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The cold words and the demonic smirk on Lucas's lips instantly silenced all arguments in that room. Evelyn and Richard could only freeze in place, their breath catching as if the air around the luxurious living room had suddenly been sucked dry by the oppressive aura radiating from the young man before them.Richard gripped his carved wooden cane tightly until his knuckles turned white."Ever since he joined, he has always accomplished things no one else could... If only this Lucas were willing to become my son-in-law... My family would surely flourish for the next seven generations..." he muttered... After all, as a man who had spent decades navigating the harsh business and political world of Hakward City, his instincts screamed that the youth before him was no ordinary human who could be measured by market logic or profit-loss calculations. Meanwhile, Evelyn stared at Lucas’s back with her heart pounding wildly; the fear in her chest slowly mingled with a strange flutter that she f
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Jeers and taunts flared up once more from the corners of the hall. Several of Evelyn’s female friends—who had long envied her position and deliberately allied themselves with Edward’s faction—began tossing in sharp, bitter comments, seizing the opportunity of Reginald's departure to vent their long-held frustrations."Hah, imagine being proud just because your execution is delayed by a week!" sneered a woman in a tight red dress, an acquaintance of Evelyn’s whose business investment had once been rejected. "Evelyn, you are truly pathetic. Placing your hopes on a penniless man who will soon be nothing more than a ghost in the Black Dragon Syndicate!""Spot on!" chimed in a bespectacled man beside her with a mocking chuckle. "The Black Dragon Arena is a graveyard for people like him. Evelyn, if you want to survive, cut ties with him right now before the entire Hole clan drags the Vance family into the abyss of slaughter!"Those cynical remarks filled the air, yet Lucas completely ignore
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A gentle tap on Reginald’s shoulder felt like the blow of a sledgehammer shattering the remnants of his courage. Cold sweat flooded the Killer Dean’s temples, dripping down to his chin. The burning gaze of Lucas—resembling the abyss of a returning demon—forced Reginald’s heavily trembling fingers to press the button on the police-encrypted phone in his hand.With ragged breaths and pale lips, Reginald pressed the phone to his ear. The entire Main Hall held its breath; a suffocating silence blanketed the elite of Hakward as they awaited Lucas’s destruction at the hands of the City Lord."D-Dominic..." whispered Reginald, his voice shaky and raspy. He forced himself to regain his arrogance in front of thousands of eyes, glaring at Lucas with a lingering, burning hatred. "Dominic! It's me, Reginald! In the Academy's Main Hall, some bastard bug dares to challenge the Hole family's authority! He acts like a god above all influential families at the important event I hosted... He even inten
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Reginald Hole fell silent for a moment as his body trembled, fighting back the shame and anger threatening to explode. The oppressive aura of Lucas's killing intent, piled on top of the public humiliation before thousands of elite citizens of Hakward City, had shattered the walls of his patience. The Killer Dean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then let out a shrill, barbarous laugh—a forced laugh to mask the fear beginning to creep through his nervous system."Hahaha... Incredible! Truly admirable arrogance from a mere bug that has just learned to crawl!" Reginald exclaimed, his eyes narrowing vengefully behind his thick glasses. He puffed out his chest, straightening the collar of his black suit as he stepped forward to face Lucas. "I heard you reached the top fifteen in the Life and Death Arena and hacked some assets in the meantime, and now you think you're a god in this Hakward City, Lucas?!"Reginald raised his hand high, pointing straight at the ceiling of the marble hal
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