2025-11-17 15:17:05She brought Lein and Lily to her desk, then opened a tablet and showed them the premium property catalog.
"This is our list of best properties," Emma said while swiping the screen. "There are several options—penthouses, mansions, and villas." Lein looked at the list quickly, his eyes immediately fixed on one item. Avalon Hill Villa. Location: Avalon Hills—the most exclusive area in Corholt City. Land area: 5,000 square meters. Building: 3 floors, 12 bedrooms, 8 bathrooms, infinity pool, private garden, city & mountain views. Price: 100,000,000 dollars. Lein pointed at the screen without hesitation. "This one. I'll take this one." Emma fell silent. Her eyes widened. Lily standing beside him was immediately stunned. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. One hundred million... dollars?! Emma swallowed. Her hands trembled slightly. "S-Sir... this is our most expensive property. Are you sure?" Lein didn't answer with words. He just pulled something from his pocket—a pitch-black card with gold lines on the edges, gold embossed writing on its surface: "Obsidian Elite Card - Unlimited Access." He placed the card on the desk casually. Emma stared at the card with wide eyes. She didn't know exactly what card this was. But its luxurious appearance—shiny black color, gold lines, perfect embossing—made her know this wasn't an ordinary card. This was a card only owned by super-rich people. Her hands trembled as she took the card. "A-alright, Sir! I'll process it now!" She immediately typed quickly on the computer, swiped the card, entered the amount. BEEP. TRANSACTION SUCCESSFUL. 100,000,000 dollars - APPROVED. Emma stared at the screen with her mouth wide open. Her eyes were teary—not from sadness, but from... extraordinary happiness. With this transaction, she got a 0.1% commission. That was... 100,000 dollars. That was almost three times her annual salary! She immediately stood up, bowing deeply to Lein. "Thank you, Sir! Thank you so much!" Her voice trembled, her eyes teary. Lein nodded briefly. "Handle all the documents. I want everything finished tonight." "Of course! I'll handle everything as quickly as possible!" Emma answered with full enthusiasm. She almost wanted to hug Lein, but she knew that wasn't appropriate. But in her heart, she swore: "Even if this Sir asked me to sleep with him... I would do it!" On the other side of the room, the middle-aged woman and large-bodied man who had previously looked down on Lein now stood frozen. Their mouths hung open. Their faces were pale. They had just heard... One hundred million dollars. Cash. The woman felt her chest tighten. Her hands trembled. "If only I hadn't judged by appearance... if only I had served him..." That hundred thousand commission... should have been hers! The large-bodied man bit his lip hard, his face red from regret and anger at himself. They could only stare at Emma with an extraordinary envious gaze. Meanwhile, Lily was still standing beside Lein with a completely stunned face. One hundred million dollars... She didn't even know how much that really was. But one thing she knew— Her brother... was no longer the weak and helpless Lein from five years ago. He had become someone who was... very, very different. --- Ten minutes later, the office door opened. A woman in her thirties walked in with quick steps. Her hair was cut in a neat bob, wearing an elegant gray blazer, and her face showed high professionalism. She was Sandra Mitchell—manager of Stellar Properties. In her hands, she carried a thick document folder. Emma immediately stood up and bowed respectfully. "Manager Sandra." Sandra nodded briefly at Emma, then her gaze shifted to Lein. Her expression immediately changed—from serious to a very professional friendly smile. She stepped quickly closer, then bowed deeply at almost a 45-degree angle. "Sir," she greeted in a tone full of respect. "I'm Sandra Mitchell, manager of Stellar Properties. Thank you for choosing our property. This is a great honor for us." Lein nodded briefly, not saying much. Sandra placed the document folder on the desk carefully. "All ownership documents are ready. I've made sure everything is complete and legally valid. Avalon Hill Villa is now officially under your name." She opened the folder, showing the ownership certificate with Lein Ashford's name clearly printed. Lein glanced at it briefly, then nodded. "Good." Sandra smiled widely—a smile full of hope. She took out a business card from her pocket, then handed it over with both hands. "Sir, this is my business card," she said in a very respectful tone. "If you need another house in the future—perhaps an investment property, a second villa, or a penthouse—don't hesitate to contact me directly. I will provide the best service." She looked at Lein with a hopeful gaze, hoping to establish good relations with a client this big. A client who could buy a 100 million villa in cash... must have extraordinary connections and wealth. If she could maintain him well, perhaps there would be even bigger transactions in the future. But Lein didn't take the card. He just looked at it for a moment, then shook his head slowly. "No, thank you," he said in a flat tone. "I don't need another house." Sandra was slightly disappointed, but she kept smiling professionally. "Of course, Sir. But if someday—" "There's one thing I want to say," Lein interrupted in a calm but firm tone. Sandra immediately fell silent, looking at Lein with full attention. Lein looked directly into her eyes. "Teach those two employees of yours some manners." He pointed toward the middle-aged woman and large-bodied man still standing stiffly in the corner of the room, their faces pale. "No matter who comes," Lein continued in a cold tone, "they should treat guests well. Don't judge people by their appearance." Sandra immediately felt her blood freeze. Her face turned pale. Her eyes widened. She immediately turned toward those two senior employees with a sharp gaze—a gaze full of anger. "What have you done to Mr. Ashford?!" she asked in a low but terrifying voice. The middle-aged woman and large-bodied man immediately trembled. They bowed deeply, almost touching the floor. "S-Sorry, Manager! We didn't know—" "SILENCE!" Sandra snapped in a loud voice. The entire room fell silent. Sandra took a deep breath, trying to control her anger. But her face remained red, her hands clenched tight. She turned to Lein, bowing very deeply. "Sir, I apologize for their rudeness. This is a huge mistake on our part." Lein didn't answer. He just took the documents from the desk, then stood up. "Come on, Lily," he said to his sister. Lily, still stunned by everything that happened, immediately nodded and followed her brother. Emma bowed deeply as Lein and Lily walked past her. "Thank you, Sir! May you and your family be happy in your new home!" Lein nodded briefly at Emma—the only person who treated them well—then walked out of the office. The door closed slowly. CLICK. As soon as the door closed, the atmosphere in the room immediately changed. Sandra turned quickly, her face full of exploding anger. She stepped quickly toward the middle-aged woman and large-bodied man, then looked at them with a piercing gaze. "YOU TWO!" she screamed with a voice trembling from holding back anger. "Do you know what you just did?!" The middle-aged woman trembled. "M-Manager, we—" "YOU MADE ME LOSE THE OPPORTUNITY TO ESTABLISH GOOD RELATIONS WITH THE BIGGEST CLIENT OF THE YEAR!" Sandra snapped, her voice thundering throughout the room. She pointed toward the door Lein had just closed. "That was a client who could buy a 100 million villa in CASH! Without hesitation! Without negotiation! Someone like that... has wealth and connections you can't imagine!" Sandra took a deep breath, her hands trembling from anger. "And you... you looked down on him! You ignored him! You disappointed him before he was even properly served!" The middle-aged woman and large-bodied man immediately knelt. "Sorry, Manager! We were wrong! We didn't know—" "YOU DIDN'T KNOW?!" Sandra laughed cynically. "That's the problem! You judged people by their appearance! You think you can pick and choose clients?!" She looked at them with a gaze full of disappointment and disgust. "Stellar Properties is a professional company. We serve ALL guests with respect. But you... you destroyed our reputation!" Sandra took a deep breath, then shook her head slowly. "You're fired," she said in a cold and final tone. "Take your things and leave. Now!" The middle-aged woman's face immediately turned pale as a corpse. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. The large-bodied man immediately crawled forward, crying. "Manager, please! We have families! We need this job! Give us one more chance!" "One chance?!" Sandra looked at them with a cold gaze. "You've worked here for years. You know the rules. And you broke them!" She turned around, not wanting to see them anymore. "Security! Take them out!" Two security guards immediately entered, forcibly pulling the middle-aged woman and large-bodied man. "NO! PLEASE! FORGIVE US!" they screamed desperately. But Sandra didn't turn around. She stood in the middle of the room, sighing long. Then, she stared at the door Lein had just passed through with a gaze full of regret. "If only they hadn't looked down on him... if only they had served him well from the start..." She shook her head slowly. Too late. That golden opportunity was already gone.
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His expression had already changed before the door finished moving, shifting from an expression that revealed nothing into something that could not be completely concealed, even by someone as skilled at hiding almost everything as he was—the happiness of someone who had just seen the end of something long and arduous finally within his grasp.His right hand moved naturally, without any instruction from his mind, toward his waist.Making sure once again that the knife was still there.It was.“Come in quickly.” His voice was low, not a whisper, but far quieter than his usual volume. “Make sure no one sees you.”The Silent Reaper did not move.Bravan frowned.One second, two, and the silhouette before him was still standing in the same position, not turning around, not responding, in a manner unlike someone who had just finished carrying out a mission and returned to report its completion.“Damn it.” His voice dropped even lower, but something within it was different from the calmness t
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Lein stared at the corpse lying on the corridor floor.Nothing had changed in his expression from the way he had looked at the empty corridor before. Not because he was trying to maintain a particular expression, but because there was nothing to maintain. A corpse was the result of a decision, and the decision had already been made, and there was nothing left from it that needed to be kept within any expression.This woman had chosen a long road before reaching its end here.It was not his place to mourn her.Lein shifted his gaze toward King Vaelthorn’s chamber door.Behind the thick wood, the sound of steady breathing continued. Nothing had changed. The sleeping king had heard nothing of what had just happened outside his chamber because nothing had been loud enough to reach his ears.Lein stared at the door for several seconds.Inside his mind, something was being put together. Not a lengthy plan, but something simpler than that, a single step that, when viewed from the right angle
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Her hand trembled against the floor.She raised her gaze toward Lein standing before her, and within her, something that had not existed for a very long time found its place for the first time.Fear.Not a small fear. Not something that could be suppressed through sheer stubbornness or by reminding herself of how much she had already endured.This was fear that came from the deepest part of her, from the most primitive part of herself that still understood the difference between something that could be fought and something that could not.This man had defeated her without showing even the slightest expression that indicated he had exerted any effort. One finger to stop her sword. One flick to break a blade that had long surpassed the limits of ordinary iron. One punch to make the entire foundation of her abilities collapse.And the way he stood now had not changed from the way he had stood at the beginning, as though what had just happened was not significant enough to alter the way h
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The Silent Reaper did not answer.Her hand moved.The sword was drawn from the sheath on her back in a single, highly trained motion, so practiced that there was no sound of metal scraping against the sheath, no pause between drawing and attacking—the two movements were one and the same.Her body spun, her shoulder leading as the sword followed in a horizontal arc aimed not at his body, but at his neck, a point she had already identified from sound alone. In the darkness of this corridor, with the man’s presence emitting nothing at all, sound was the only reference she could use.It was fast.Faster than most Sky Realm cultivators Lein had ever faced.And incredibly silent.Yet Lein merely raised one finger to deal with the attack.His index finger was positioned directly in the path of the incoming blade, as if he had already read where the sword would end up before its swing had even reached halfway.The sword met his finger.And stopped.It did not slow down. It did not struggle ag
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Some time earlier.In Lyris’s territory within the Royal Palace of Vaelthorn, there was an ancient tree standing in the corner of the garden, its trunk larger than the others, with branches that had grown in directions no one had ever planned, yet somehow produced an incredibly dense canopy.On one of its highest branches, Lein sat cross-legged.His eyes were closed. His back was straight. Both palms rested on his knees in the manner of someone so accustomed to this position that his body no longer needed to think about adjusting itself into the proper posture.In Xollos, the spiritual energy flowing through the air possessed an extraordinary density.Because of that, not even a single day could be wasted without absorbing as much of it as possible.Sleep could be postponed, even ignored.Progress, however? Never.The night in Vaelthorn passed in much the same way as the nights before. A wind that was not particularly strong, the sound of crystals mounted on the outer pillars shifting
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The Silent Reaper did not move for two seconds.“Six thousand men.”It was not a question. It was more like someone repeating a number to verify that what she had heard was indeed what had been said.“That’s impossible.” There was no longer any trace of a smile in her voice. “You must be boasting.”“Enough.” Bravan took over before the conversation could continue in an unproductive direction. “There’s no need to discuss that any further. The point is, move quickly, don’t attract anyone’s attention, and finish the job efficiently.” His eyes remained fixed on the woman. “That is why we are paying you.”The Silent Reaper stared at him for a second.Then she nodded.“Understood.”Inside her mind, the number six thousand was still there, circling in a place that could not be cleared away with a simple nod.Impossible.No cultivator could defeat six thousand people alone unless they had already reached the God Realm, and throughout all of Xollos, only one name had ever reached that point. V
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