2026-01-17 07:05:30*****
After reliving the most agonizing, brutal deaths of the three most important people in his life, Zach couldn’t help but grit his teeth so fiercely that it felt as if they might shatter. Then his eyes turned ice-cold, an intense chill radiating from him until the plane’s window… designed to withstand extreme conditions began to frost over. Fortunately, Zach snapped back to his senses, and the frost vanished. Then he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, thick veins bulging along his arms as restrained fury surged through him. “Even if I only have a single life left,” he muttered under his breath, his voice so low that it barely counted as sound, “I will make sure I sacrifice it to make you all pay in blood for what you’ve done.” The words were quiet and almost calm. Yet the chill behind them was anything but. And at that very instant, the poor man seated beside him couldn’t help but suddenly stiffen, a cold sweat breaking out across his back. His body trembled without warning, as though some ancient instinct had been violently awakened. “This… what was that?” the man whispered to himself, his eyes widening as he glanced around in alarm. “Why did I suddenly feel like… like doom just flashed through me?” His heart thumped erratically, and for a brief moment, the man felt as though he were sitting next to a sleeping predator rather than a fellow passenger on a commercial flight. But the sensation vanished as quickly as it had come, leaving the man frowning in confusion. Ultimately, he let out a shaky breath, forcing a nervous chuckle. “You’ve watched too many horror movies,” he muttered to himself in mockery. Then he leaned back into his seat, convincing himself it had all been his imagination. Meanwhile, Zach… He slowly exhaled, forcefully reining in the killing intent leaking from him. Following this, the tension in his shoulders eased, the freezing aura surrounding him fading until it became imperceptible to ordinary people. And just like that, his thoughts slipped backward again. Back to the night and back to the moment after his mother had used the last of her strength to shove him away, locking the door behind her. Zach, alone in the burning mansion, had sat frozen before the tightly shut kitchen door. His mind had gone blank as his mother’s blood-curdling, soul-rending screams tore through the air, echoing out of the kitchen, drilling into his ears, and eternally carving themselves deep into his soul. He hadn’t screamed, hadn’t cried, and hadn’t moved. He had simply sat rooted there, staring at the door as if his body no longer belonged to him. He hadn’t blinked, hadn’t thought, and hadn’t even remembered that he needed to escape… that the flames creeping closer would eventually devour him too. He had been completely paralyzed. But then… Another image forced its way into his mind This time, it belonged to a young girl, small, innocent, and kind. Michelle. Out of nowhere, she had burst through the flames like a madwoman, coughing and crying, her face streaked with soot and tears. At the time, Zach had only been a year younger than her, and as a boy, he had been naturally stronger… especially compared to her slender, fragile frame. Yet it hadn’t been him who saved her. It had been the other way around. She had clenched her teeth, wrapped her arms around him, and dragged him out with stubborn determination. Even as her tears fell freely, she had sobbed and begged him, over and over, to help her help him. “Please… move… please…” Her voice had cracked, her strength faltering, but she hadn’t let go. Although Zach had been paralyzed that night, the memory was still painfully clear. In the process of pulling him out, Michelle had even been burned, flames licking her arm and leaving red marks behind. Fortunately, the injuries hadn’t been too severe… but even so, she had never once complained. Zach owed her his life just as much as he owed his parents and just as much as he owed his brother. And Zach, someone who never forgot a debt, had never… not for a single day, forgotten the girl who had run through fire to save him. As the memory surfaced, a rare softness couldn’t help but creep into his eyes, melting the usual cold indifference that lived there. This was the one person he had been desperate to see again after ten long years away. Not a single day had ever passed that he hadn’t thought of Michelle. Her face had always appeared alongside the memories of that tragic fire. This is also his only pain relief for that night’s incident. Before Zach even realized it, a genuine anticipation stirred in his chest, knowing that he was about to meet her again. But just at that moment… Ding! Ding!!
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Chapter 017 – “Pervert! Who Are You and What Are You Doing In My Room?!”
*****Without even realizing it, Zach’s jaw tightened even harder, his fists clenched at his sides.The frustration surging through him was so intense that it nearly felt physical… like a blade lodged beneath his ribs.All these years, he had kept his chastity, touching no woman whatsoever.It wasn’t out of weakness or his inability.But instead, because of Michelle… and because no woman other than her had ever managed to cause the slightest ripple to his heart.But now, due to a moment of carelessness and vulnerability, he had…‘What do I do now…?’This question couldn’t help but suddenly echo in his head.Over the years, Zach had faced millions of armies and bloodbaths without blinking.He had also stood before countless enemies who could level cities and felt nothing but cold focus.He had always been cold, dominant, and emotionless. Yet here he was… seated frozen in a modest hotel room, feeling more disoriented than he had in years.The irony was bitter enough to choke
Chapter 016 – A Moment of Vulnerability
*****According to the woman, it was her mother’s twentieth death anniversary that day.However, not only had her father, stepmother, and half-siblings refused to commemorate it, but they had also outright forbidden her from doing so.Their excuse was simple, cruel, and delivered without shame… The family was in a celebratory season. Mourning, they said, would be inauspicious, bad luck, and a stain on happiness.So, the day her mother should have been remembered, honored, and spoken of with reverence… was erased.Worse still, her father and stepmother hadn’t even allowed anyone to mention it.Instead, the house had buzzed with preparations… flowers set in place, gifts neatly wrapped, and rooms scrubbed to perfection, all for the arrival of her sister’s fiancé, a high-ranking army commander due to return the very next day.As for herself?She was dragged into a sitting room and paraded in front of one scum after another… men with dubious histories, greedy eyes, and smiles that
Chapter 015 – The Unanticipated Club Encounter II
*****One of the men had grabbed the woman’s wrist while another had pressed in close behind her, trapping her completely.Her breath had hitched audibly over the music, panic flashing unrefined and unfiltered across her face.“Relax, doll... we’re not the bad guys. You looked lonely, so we figured we’d keep you company.”“Aww… are you scared? That’s kinda cute.”The group of men all exploded into wild, unhinged laughter, and… that was it.Zach had stopped walking.Then his grip had slowly tightened, his knuckles whitening.No matter how indifferent he felt, no matter how exhausted, and no matter how badly he wanted to numb his own mind… that had crossed a line.So, with a low sigh that carried more irritation than heroism, Zach had turned around, and what followed…It was quick, brutal, and efficient.He hadn’t shouted or threatened them.He had simply told them to let go of her. But unfortunately… they had overestimated their own strength. So, his fist slammed into sev
Chapter 014 – The Unanticipated Club Encounter
*****After reaching the hotel the previous night and getting into his room, Zach had wanted nothing more than to sleep; after all, his schedule for the following day was tightly packed… every hour accounted for.So, he had gone straight to bed even without eating, determined to squeeze every minute of sleep he could get.But… sleep had refused him.No matter how much he tried, his eyes wouldn’t stay closed.He had tossed and turned endlessly on the bed, the unfamiliar ceiling doing nothing to anchor his thoughts.Each time he closed his eyes, his memories of the city crept violently into his mind.Perhaps it was because he hadn’t returned in over a decade, or maybe the city itself remembered him.Either way, memories had come crashing down on him… unrefined, vivid, and merciless.He had recalled the streets, the faces, and worst… the way the city had swallowed everyone he loved, spitting out nothing but pain in return.For over two hours, memory after memory had assaulted h
Chapter 013 – The Unfamiliar Beauty
*****Before Zach could even form a complete thought, however, instinct seized control.His fist lashed out in a brutal punch, cutting through the air with explosive force, aimed straight at the figure in his duvet.The sheer power behind the strike alone instantly made even the small room shudder, the standing fan rattling in protest as if fearing for its life.But…Just an inch away from impact, Zach stopped.The murderous intent rolling off him didn’t fade, and the cold, dangerous glint in his eyes didn’t soften.His knuckles still hovered there, trembling with restrained violence.But then, slowly and cautiously, Zach withdrew his fist.Every muscle in his body remained tightly coiled, ready to explode at the slightest provocation. Finally, with his other hand, he reached toward the duvet, his movements measured and deliberate. Then...He yanked the duvet back, prepared to strike again at the slightest sign of hostility or danger.In the following second, however…
Chapter 012 – Enemy? Who?
*****The following morning;Inside a modest room that looked more like a temporary shelter than a place meant for living, there was barely enough space to breathe comfortably.A narrow bed pressed against one of the walls, barely wide enough for a single person... or at most, two people pressed skin-to-skin.In the corner stood a slightly worn chair with uneven legs, one wrong move away from collapsing.A small bedside table sat empty beside the bed, coated in a week or so worth of dust.And finally, nearby, a standing fan rotated sluggishly, its joints dry and begging for oil, releasing an endless creeeak with each turn.At this moment, the room was shrouded in a silence so profound that it almost felt tangible... that even the faintest scrape of an ant on the carpet would have sounded deafening.The only thing breaking this silence right now was the slow, steady rhythm of calm breathing.But then…Craaack! Craaack!! Craaack!!!The sharp sounds of bones cracking suddenly
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