Flustered, Charlie shielded his face and stammered, "Tsarina, I... I was just trying to help you!" "To hell with your help!" Aleena snapped. She raised her leg and delivered a sharp kick right between Charlie's legs, sending him collapsing against the wall in agony. She turned an affectionate gaze on Frederick as she approached and seized him by the collar. She cooed, "Why did you come to me so late? I've missed you terribly!" Frederick frowned. "Don't flatter yourself. I didn't come here for you." "Geez! You're still as blunt as ever!" Aleena pouted, playfully pounding her fists against his chest. The scene left everyone astonished. Were Tsarina and Frederick flirting? What was happening? Did they know each other? Charlie was the most shocked of all, his face ashen as he stood frozen in place, his mind screaming that it wasn’t possible, it couldn’t be happening. Wanting some privacy, Aleena led Frederick by the hand to her room. Inside, she perched on his lap, and

In a sudden display of brute strength, Charlie flipped the car over eight meters with just his hands. Despite the ghastly sight of his torn skin and flesh, wounds covering his body, his strength was immensely powerful. Jasmine stared, horrified. "Who are you? We can give you money; just don't hurt us." Charlie burst into mocking laughter. "Wahaha! Money? I don't need money! You're Frederick's woman, right? I want you dead!" He charged at them in a frenzy. Several bar bouncers rushed over, drawn by the commotion. "Darn it! We almost had Charlie taken down! How did he suddenly rebound?" "Stop asking questions! Just drag him back to finish him off! We can't let the Tsarina find out and blame us!" One barked. They drew their weapons and lunged at Charlie. Surprisingly, Charlie seemed numb to pain. With a fierce roar, he ripped them apart with his hands, splitting eight men into half in an instant. The brutality stunned Jennifer and Jasmine. They started to question wh

"Of course it's legit!" John declared, beaming. "The owner simply spares no expense in hiring attractive ladies as masseuses to attract more business. These days, how many wealthy clients really come here for the health benefits of a foot massage?"They're all drawn by the masseuses. They start by getting familiar, then exchange contact details, and from there things naturally evolve... That's the game for the wealthy who frequent this place."Finding no polite way to refuse, Frederick reluctantly walked into the establishment.The lobby manager promptly greeted them. "Would you prefer a foot wash or a massage? The cost of a foot wash is $399, while a massage costs $599, with additional charges for extra time.”John patted his chest. "My colleague is here for the first time today; we have to go for the best! We'll get a massage service for 599 dollars!"Frederick was shocked by the steep price; he thought he might as well massage himself for that amount.Despite his reservations,

"Wahaha! You want to kill me? Are my ears deceiving me? You think you can take me down?" Clive erupted into raucous laughter. "Do you realize how foolish it is to threaten me in front of the warrior clans? Kid, you're practically signing your death warrant!"John and Eva shivered with fear. "Fred, please don't do anything reckless! Ordinary people like us stand no chance against those from the warrior clans.""Ken, kill him. I'll buy you dinner!" Clive commanded.The Savant Grandmaster Clive had spoken to stepped forward, his hand raised to crush Frederick's skull. To these elite warriors, the life of a regular person was trivial, worth less than a meal.Screams echoed as the crowd anticipated Frederick's head splitting open like a smashed watermelon.However, Ken's lethal hand halted mid-air, frozen in place!With an effortless grip, Frederick seized Ken's wrist. No matter how Ken struggled, he couldn't free himself. "Motherfucker! Where in the world did you get such stre

Stephen reported to Jasmine that five of the Loders' Savant Grandmasters had been murdered at the nearby Apex Wellness Spa. "Who would do something so outrageous and kill members of the Warrior Clans?" Jasmine exclaimed in disbelief. "It was Frederick," Stephen informed her gravely. "Him again? Why does he always cause me trouble? Sigh!" Jasmine was deeply troubled by the circumstances. As if the unresolved issues with Bianca and Alec weren't enough, Frederick had now involved the Warrior Clans in the chaos. However, it was precisely this fearless streak that had initially drawn Jasmine to him. "Get the car ready! I'm going to meet Mr. Glen personally!" Jasmine decided, determined to handle the situation herself. - By evening, Glen, leading his group of Savant Grandmasters, made an intimidating march towards the Golden Coast. The territory was under Gavin's control. Gavin quickly rounded up his men and attempted to block them. "Mr. Loder, I'm the Underworld Empero