LOGINThe lights in the VIP ward had been turned down low. Warm lamplight spread across the white bedding, but it couldn't touch the cold knot of worry sitting in Aria's chest. She'd stopped asking questions. But the dread had already taken root somewhere deep and was spreading through her like vines, winding tighter until she could barely breathe. Her eyes were red and dry, and every blink stung. Yet, she didn't notice it. Every thought and every scrap of focus of hers was locked on the phone in her hands. The cold metal frame pressed against her burning palm. The screen lit up and threw light across her pale, drawn face. She opened her contacts and found Landon's name. Her fingers were shaking so badly she could barely hit the right spot on the screen. In fact, her nails had gone white from how hard she was pressing. She tapped the call button again and again. The dial tone rang out through the quiet room, and each one landed on her heart like a hammer. But after a few seconds of
Blood dripped the entire way as Landon walked on. It fell from the hem of his coat, his fingertips, and every open wound. The trail it left was long and vivid, a red line stretching from the sect gates all the way into the deep mountains. Every drop carried the pain of heaven's punishment, which was the price he'd paid to keep Aria safe. The pain had burrowed into him like something alive. It gnawed at his mind without rest, every second worse than the last. He nearly went down in the forest more than once. His vision would dim, and he'd feel himself slipping right to the edge of blacking out. But every time, the same thing pulled him back. He'd see Aria's pale little face in that hospital bed. He'd think of the Carvers still waiting for her. Whenever he imagined her waking up and not finding him there, something quiet and stubborn inside him would jolt him back up. He couldn't afford to fall or pass out. If he made it to the sanctuary and stabilized his wounds, he had a chan
As Landon curled his fingertip, a thread of power locked onto Antonius' soul and began to draw it out slowly. "You hurt her, so I'm going to tear your soul apart. You'll have nothing left to move on and reincarnate." There was a soft, quiet sound, and Antonius' soul came apart in midair. It dissolved inch by inch until even the last fading echo of a scream was gone. And with that, every last one of the black-robed attackers who had touched Aria was tortured and killed. The entrance to the Grayburn Sect stood empty now. Nothing remained but the wreckage and the lingering smell of blood. Landon stood alone in the dying light of the sunset, the cold radiating off him like frost in still air. He turned slowly, wanting nothing more than to walk back to Aria and hold her again. But that was when the sky changed. The blood-red sunset vanished in an instant. Dark clouds rolled in from every direction, swallowing the light, and the wind picked up into a howl as thunder cracked across
Even on the edge of total exhaustion, the silver needles in Aria's hands moved like they had a mind of their own. The last elder scrambled and crawled his way to the entrance of the main hall before his legs gave out. He dropped to his knees on the cold stone with a heavy crack. His whole body was shaking as he slammed his forehead against the ground repeatedly. Blood and dirt smeared across his face until it was a mess. His voice came out shredded and raw. "Please spare me. I swear I'll never set foot in Grayburn Sect again!" Aria walked toward him slowly. Her clothes had soaked through with blood long ago, so they were dark red from collar to hem. And every step she took left a faint crimson footprint on the stone stairs. The setting sun draped over her shoulders, but it didn't look like evening light. It looked like bloodstained armor. When she stared down at him, there was no anger in her eyes, just a still and dead kind of coldness. It was the kind of calm that came righ
Aria leaned into Landon's arms and looked up at the clean line of his jaw. "I couldn't dodge that one. Good thing you were here." Landon looked down at the blood on her cheek. He brushed it away with his fingertip, his voice coming out soft but with a tinge of heartache. "Be careful." He'd almost been too late. If something had actually happened to Aria, the entire Grayburn Sect wouldn't have been enough to pay for it. Nobody was allowed to touch her. Heaven's rules had already shattered the moment he stepped in, but he didn't care. If that punch had connected, Aria would be dead or crippled. He wouldn't allow anything to happen to her. Dustin clutched his knee, his voice shaking as he asked, "You... Who the hell are you?" Landon didn't even look at him. He just steadied Aria and made sure she had her footing. Once she was stable, Aria rolled a silver needle between her fingertips again. Her eyes swept across the remaining seven elders coldly. "Let's keep going. We're way p
The three anonymous overseas investment giants shorted the Carver Group's stocks in Hornwell Gold and Future Buildings.A tidal wave of sell orders slammed into the market, and the Carver Group's stocks plummeted the moment the stock market opened. Within the first hour alone, trading was halted ten separate times as the stocks kept hitting circuit breakers. Just like that, more than 300 billion dollars of the Carver Group's market value vanished. Retail investors rushed to unload their shares while institutional players drove the price down even harder. The Carver Group's stock sank like dead weight. A chorus of wails echoed inside the exchange. The Carver Group's ticker symbol had become a nightmare for investors.On top of that, the overseas banking alliance secretly controlled by Sylas suddenly announced it was terminating its partnership with Carver Group. They even demanded immediate repayment of outstanding obligations totaling 180 billion dollars.Major local banks follo
A crowd gradually gathered on Panne Street after 5:00 pm. Lights flickered on, and vendors began setting up their stalls. With the development of the internet, some people were even livestreaming to sell their items.Despite the sizable crowd, the atmosphere remained subdued. Most people kept to them
Ignatius didn't expect the expert Philip spoke of to look like this. She was young and beautiful. She was also currently grilling meat over a fire. She didn't resemble a fortune-teller; rather, she seemed more like a celebrity.Aria raised her brow slightly. "Are you here because of the car crash? Yo
Confidence surged through Samuel. He was certain the Carvers wouldn't reject him.Dominic immediately handed Samuel his phone.Aria needed to be eliminated as soon as possible. It was the right move for them to test Warren's intentions. Even if Warren supported Aria now, he might not do so in the futu
Mindy, ever understanding, offered, "Aria's drastic measures were likely intended to boost hotel business. Don't be too hard on her."Owen shook his head repeatedly, looking defeated. "She just returned, and Dad has already let her take over the hotel? It's too soon. I won't hold it against her as he







