LOGINChris stood by the hatch, eyes closed, yet acutely aware of every subtle shift in the air around him.Night Wing stood at his side, as always, silent, ready.Hendrick watched for a moment before stepping closer.As the jet approached the cloaking screen, Chris opened his eyes and gave a slight nod.Night Wing moved immediately, releasing the latch.Chris and Hendrick vanished.The jet continued forward, repeating the same manoeuvres as before… unseen, untracked.“Any sign of trouble, alert me immediately,” Chris said through the mind link, opening the channel to all Night Empire soldiers.“What next?” Hendrick asked as they landed lightly atop a treetop.“Get the rest of the children out.”Hendrick gestured between the two of them.Chris hummed in acknowledgment.Hendrick arched a brow.“We’re not using conventional methods,” Chris added, a faint frown forming. “We don’t have time.”“I thought you didn’t take risks.”“I don’t take reckless risks,” Chris said, a smirk tugging at his li
Far from the peace of Níngjìng Valley, high above uncharted international waters, the Night Lord’s stealth jet glided through the darkness, unseen, untracked.“According to Suk-Ju’s coordinates, we should be close to our destination,” Night Blade’s voice cut through the overhead PA. “But there’s nothing but ocean in sight.”Chris lifted his gaze from his work. Three holographic screens hovered before him, streams of data cascading as his fingers moved faster than the eye could follow.Across the cabin, Hendrick stirred from meditation and rose to his feet. He didn’t speak at first, just stood, stretched slightly, and walked to the window.A beat.Then---“Che.” A smirk tugged at his lips. “If this is their idea of secrecy… I’m disappointed.”Chris exhaled softly, almost amused.“Still the same,” he murmured. “You judge too quickly. Didn’t Master teach us never to underestimate the enemy?”Hendrick glanced back, one brow raised. “And you think too much.”That earned a faint chuckle.“M
Hua Yueren was waiting at the secret entrance, the place reserved especially for the Night Lord and other mysterious guests, along with Bai- Min and Lai-Li when Marcus and the others arrived.“Grandpa Hua,” Marcus greeted, the other children echoing him in chorus.“Good child …. good… good… good.” Hua Yueren beamed, laughing like a contented Buddha as he welcomed them. For all his warmth, Hua Yueren’s gaze lingered a fraction too long on each child, counting, measuring… as if confirming something unseen.“Everything has been arranged according to Sixth Master Walter’s instructions.” Bai-Min reported stiffly.Penny and Felicity immediately stifled their laughter. They were well acquainted with Uncle Neil’s Master and Senior brothers, and Bai-Min’s stiffness was almost comical to them.Bai-Min blinked… once, twice… before realization dawned. His ears flushed red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.“Ignore him.” Lai-Li chuckled, “Junior brothers Min and the rest are eagerly waitin
Silence enveloped the room, the only sound was the occasional tapping of Chris’s fingers against the armrest, a habit he fell into when deep in thought.No one interrupted it. Not even little baby.Elites from the Night Lord’s empire entered quietly and took their places, standing as still as shadows, awaiting their lord’s orders.Chris finally spoke, not loudly, not urgently, but with the authority of a ruler whose words were not meant to be denied.“Every child moves under one umbrella. No exceptions.”“Night Vigil will coordinate with Hua Yueren and organize the logistics.”“On it,” Night Vigil’s voice came through the intercom.A pause.Chris turned his gaze to Night Wing. “Assign protection units. Four to one ratio. I want full coverage, not fragments.”His eyes shifted to Marcus.“You will lead the entire operation.”Marcus opened his mouth to argue, then lowered his head in acknowledgment.“If you feel the younger ones need more than four, assign accordingly.”Marcus nodded.“D
“Big treasure… little treasure…!”Bruno’s cry broke through the room as he charged forward… only to launch himself at them, knocking both to the floor.He clung to them, sobbing, smearing tears, and absolutely no small amount of snot, all over them.“There, there…” Emm murmured softly, patting his back.The two of them exchanged a brief glance.They had forgotten about their little tail in their rush to intercept their father’s mission.The guilt showed.“Little baby… we’re sorry,” Chris Jnr coaxed, awkwardly wiping Bruno’s face. “We were reckless.”Bruno only sniffled harder, clinging tighter.Right then----Marcus stormed in.As if the current chaos wasn’t enough.“What happened to big treasure and little treasure?!”He made a beeline straight for Chris, not sparing the room a glance.“You promised me… no harm would come to them at Devil Island! I begged you to stop them until I got back!”Chris didn’t even flinch.He chuckled.Then casually raised a hand… pressing it against Marcus’
Tranquillity never belonged to Rose Villa.Not with the Demon Emperor residing within… and certainly not with his little tyrants running free under its roof.And yet, against all reason, it would occasionally grace the villa with its presence.The villa had known a few weeks of uninterrupted calm.Four, to be exact.Enough time for danger to grow bored.Enough time… for something to go wrong.Chris Jnr and Emm had set off to Devil Island two days after Chris returned from Guyama. Miles, Penny and Vincent followed as well. They wanted to see what the treasures were up to and with the little overlord following like a little tail, no one could stop them.Night Wing and Abbey had just returned from their honeymoon. Abbey was animatedly sharing stories with Emile, while Chris and Night Wing sat beside their wives, quietly soaking in the rare, blissful calm that only family could bring.However, the moment was shattered in an instant, the culprit, the unlisted phone by Chris’s side that star
Chris Jnr turned his gaze towards his daddy, although he felt guilty saying what he was about to say, he steeled his heart, and opened his mouth “Rationally arguing, everything is fine now. Worst case scenario, she might never have come back but your life will continue.”“But to us, the mental dama
“After everything was done, I barely had enough to fill the tank to make a return trip and I wasn’t game enough to come back to the lion’s den. I thought of all the jewellery I had stashed away at a safety deposit box before leaving town and decided to come back and get them so that I can buy a hou
Christopher was discharged from hospital after a week following a thorough examination. Other than the wound that was yet to be healed, his recovery speed was considered astonishing with no aftereffects. He was glad to be out of hospital after been admitted for close to 2 weeks.2 days later, Emile a
The same time, many miles away in Mauritius-Emile, Abbey and Christopher spent the next two days exploring the the magical volcanic rain forest landscapes of southwest Mauritius. Whether it was the Trou Aux Cerfs which is the famous dormant volcano or the Mare Aux Vacoas, a reservoir embedded deep i







