2026-08-18 01:54:43Something that people like him couldn't face. What did that mean?
It meant there was something truly terrifying inside that cave — something that even a fully armed group led by a Gang Qi Master couldn't handle. Something that made even a Grandmaster like Arya cautious was certainly not simple. Even without knowing exactly what it was, Ryan trusted Arya's assessment completely. Whether the other group approved or not, how could he possibly hesitate?
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"No, you said?" Arya was mildly surprised. Something didn't quite line up with what he had assumed. "Then tell me what actually happened." With Arya's tone settling into something slightly less charged, the pressure bearing down on Raka eased enough for him to draw a proper breath. "After that..." Raka didn't dare touch on the subject of Arya's parents directly, and moved past it. "Lana, when she learned what had happened, finally lowered her resistance somewhat. She agreed to leave her daughter after the birth — on one condition. That the family would stop targeting anyone else. At the same time, she asked for five years before she would fully comply with everything Father had decided." "Five years..." Arya murmured, the weight of what Lana had done settling over him slowly. She hadn't been able to stop the tragedy that had taken his parents. But she had been willing to surrender her own fate — and even her daughter — as the price of keeping the family from going after Aruna.
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Grandmaster. Raka was not a martial artist himself, but he was far from ordinary — and he had heard enough about the upper limits of the martial arts world to understand what he was looking at. You didn't need to have eaten pork to know what a pig looked like. A Grandmaster was the only kind of practitioner capable of projecting internal energy outside the body — wielding it as a weapon or a shield, extending it beyond the physical limits of flesh and bone. What had just stopped those bullets was not an accident or a trick. It was precisely that. And the man sitting on his sofa — the man Raka had barely registered as significant, the man whose name had only come up recently through news he hadn't paid much attention to — was one. The timing of it made his thoughts lock up entirely. He had come to Surabaya specifically to secure a Grandmaster's protection for the Wijaya family. He had come to find one. And the first Grandmaster he had ever seen with his own eyes turned out to be Ar
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Arya, still teaching his daughter, had no idea that the situation Thalya had gotten herself into actually involved him directly. If he had known, he might have been genuinely annoyed. But he couldn't be blamed for it. He barely knew Thalya. They had met exactly once, and that meeting had been entirely about purchasing bones. It wasn't unreasonable to assume she was still chasing the same thing. Either way, he had no intention of selling, and the time he spent with Kiara was worth considerably more than any conversation with Thalya Coldway. That evening. After spending the entire day with his daughter, Arya received word from the Hale family about Raka Wijaya's current location. He moved immediately. Following Robert's directions, Arya arrived at a private villa on the outskirts of the coast at ten o'clock at night. Standing in the darkness and surveying the property, he found it heavily guarded — dozens of armed men, a mix of external and internal martial artists, and somewhere
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With no better option, Arya constructed a lie — that his five-year disappearance had followed a mountaineering accident, that he had been rescued by local villagers and had lost his memory, and that only a few months ago had he finally remembered who he was and decided to return, only to discover he had a five-year-old daughter waiting for him. As for Lana, he was deliberately vague. He said only that she had important matters she needed to resolve and hadn't been able to care for Kiara. He didn't explain why she had gone or where. He was looking for her now. Gavin listened to all of it and didn't believe a word. But he also knew Arya well enough to recognize the pattern. This was a man who rarely lied unless something serious was at stake. And because Arya wasn't telling the full truth, Gavin understood that whatever was actually going on was too significant to share openly. He didn't push. He simply promised to help find Lana if he could. They worked through several bottles of w
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The following morning. Arya had given Gavin his hotel address, and was mildly surprised to find him at the door early. Not because of the hour — but because of how he looked. Gavin arrived with dark circles under his eyes, visibly drained, the kind of appearance that comes from not sleeping at all. Even through his glasses, Arya could see that his eyes were red and slightly wet. "What happened to you?" "Ahaha, what happened to me? I just came to see you, didn't I?" Gavin walked straight in as though he hadn't registered the question, or simply didn't care to answer it. He looked around the hotel room with quiet appreciation, gave a small approving nod, and helped himself to one of the bottles Arya had set out in the sitting area. He opened it and drank directly from the bottle. For someone who had known Gavin long enough, there was no misreading what that meant. Arya waited until Gavin had put the bottle down before saying, "Tell me honestly. What's going on with you? How did yo
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Lana Wijaya. His memory of her was not sharp at the edges — the years between worlds had softened certain details — but what remained was clear enough. A woman of remarkable temperament and presence, one that had apparently stayed with him across thousands of years in another realm. Now he was back. And he still hadn't found her. He didn't know what she looked like now. Whether she was alright. Whether she was in the kind of situation that needed him immediately or could wait a little longer. He didn't know any of it. Only that finding her was why he had come to this city. The shop assistant's question had reminded him, in the simplest possible way, that he couldn't afford to let it wait much longer. "Sir, are you alright?" The woman was watching him with quiet concern, clearly noting that he had gone somewhere else entirely for several long seconds. The question pulled him back. He blinked, and smiled. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about something." "I see..." She look
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