MasukThe 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
Aria nodded with a smile. "Pinky promise. Once I'm back, I'll buy you another set of extra-large fried chicken." After that, she called a number and ordered the most reliable staff member from the Carver residence to drive to the hospital. Less than 15 minutes later, Frank arrived at the ward. He nodded respectfully to Aria and Landon before gently taking Sam's hand. Sam kept glancing back as he walked toward the door. He waved at them and said, "Goodbye, Boss! Don't forget to bring me fried chicken!"Aria smiled. "Okay. But don't forget what I asked you to do."Sam grinned. "Don't worry, Boss. You can count on me!"Sam's tiny figure disappeared down the hallway. The smell of fried chicken gradually faded, leaving behind the faint scent of disinfectant and the warm glow of sunlight.Aria's gentle smile slowly melted away, replaced by a calm and serious expression. She moved to the small table by the bedside and tidied the takeout boxes. Clenching her fists, she turned to lo
Aria didn't know what insane method Landon had used to bring Sam back from the brink of death, rebuild his spirit, and suppress his chaotic energy.Yet she never asked. She could see the flicker in Landon's eyes and understood that everyone had their own secrets and burdens they chose to carry alone. Since Landon chose to hide his convictions from her, she chose not to pry. She would simply cherish the peace before her.Sam ran up to Aria and skidded to a stop before her. He tilted his chubby face and looked at her with bright eyes. His mouth widened into a big grin, revealing two tiny canine teeth adorably. He gripped the hem of his clothes without realizing it. He wiggled and bounced, too eager to talk to Aria. Sam looked at her with a sense of attachment and trust. When he spoke, his voice was bright and crisp. "Boss, I missed you. Weren't we at Suncrest Sect or something? Why did I suddenly faint?"The moment he finished speaking, an unmistakable gurgle came from his stoma
Sam remembered that his entire body had felt hot. A wild, exhilarating energy had pulsed through him. Everything that followed was a blur. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember it.He didn't remember why he had passed out or when Sylas appeared. He didn't remember his chaotic energy going berserk, and he definitely didn't remember the entire process of Landon exhausting his heavenly energy to rebuild his soul barrier and suppress the chaotic energy inside him.The memory had been cut away from his small and simple mind, leaving only a blank space.The only thing Sam remembered was Aria's appearance, along with the indescribable feeling he felt from Landon. Plus, he felt a hollow ache in his stomach. He knew it was hunger.Sam stared blankly as he reached down to touch his stomach. The movement was clumsy yet oddly adorable. He rested his hand on his flat abdomen, his brows knitting together as a faint look of confusion and grievance appeared on his face.He was absolut
Sylas' subordinates couldn't even bring themselves to look at Landon as he walked away.Sylas struggled to his feet. His legs were still wobbly, and he didn't dare to look back at Grief Peak. All he could think about was running as far as possible. He swore never to set foot on this forsaken ground again—the place that had caused him such unbearable agony.His subordinates felt as though they had been granted mercy. They tumbled to their feet, ignoring their fallen weapons and lingering fear. They hurried after Sylas like lost hounds fleeing in panic.The group stumbled along without direction. Their demonic energy had dissipated, and their urge to kill was nowhere to be found. All their former pride and swagger had vanished, replaced entirely by sheer terror and utter humiliation.In less than half an hour, the once-menacing force had completely disappeared from Grief Peak. Only the silent, ruined stone platform and Landon's faint lingering pressure remained.Only after Sylas and
It felt as if their very souls had been seized by an invisible hand. Agony etched across their faces as breathing became a struggle.Not far away, Sylas' heart began to pound wildly. Fear surged through his chest, threatening to drown his reason. Yet, the greed lurking in his eyes refused to fade. His obsession with Sam's chaotic energy, combined with the fact that Landon had done nothing but evade throughout the entire fight, held him firmly in place.Sylas' mind raced as he weighed every possibility and replayed the battle again and again. Landon had fought the berserk Sam for a long time, yet he had merely dodged throughout the battle. He had not unleashed even the slightest trace of his energy, let alone counterattacked.To Sylas, this was not a sign of weakness. Perhaps Landon was restrained by something unknown, or his Great Decator had been restricted. There was also a chance he was injured. Maybe he couldn't unleash his full power within the bounds of Grief Peak. Or perh







