Why was Xena asking Felix to return, even though there was no mission for him? Felix frowned. "Why?" "No reason needed! You're a Dragon Knight under my command. When I order you back, you come back!" Such forceful authority would have been impossible before, but now Felix did hold the Dragon Knight title—no disputing that. "I have a patient here, Xena. Don't put me in this position." After a brief silence, Xena's voice softened slightly. "Whether you have a patient or not, I know you well enough. You're in Astoria for something else. I might not ask, but I know plenty. "Felix, this situation is bigger than you realize. It's not something you can handle on impulse. Understand?" Clearly, Xena had guessed Felix was targeting the Steeles. Her "urgent matters" that let him board the plane must have been Alistair's anonymous tip. "I really do have a patient. Sorry." He hung up. After several minutes without another call, Felix relaxed. He only received a text message. It was
Felix had only been testing the waters. "No worries. It's just a thought. Let's focus on the treatment." As expected, May had the same condition as Jenna. It was latent uterus syndrome. "Thank you so much, Dr. Zeller." May broke into tears of joy, knowing she could conceive once her husband was cleared. Across cultures, continuing the family line was paramount, and infertility was devastating for women. May left on urgent business, and Luna led Felix to the study, where Kyro waited. "I hear you have important matters to discuss, Dr. Zeller. Rest assured, this study is specially constructed for absolute privacy." Knowing Kyro's standing, Felix decided to take his chance. He pulled out his phone to show Yadier's complete confession. After watching, Kyro slammed the table and breathed heavily with rage. "Those beasts! I thought the Steeles' local activities were heinous enough. I didn't think they'd do something worse." Luna's eyes burned with fury. Her anger was obvious eve
Kyro and Luna looked puzzled. To them, nothing had happened except Felix staring at Micah. Could that count as a contest? Then, they noticed something was wrong. Sweat poured off Micah like rain and dripped audibly against the floor. What had happened to him? Finally, Felix withdrew his power. Micah dropped to one knee and gasped for air, his eyes filled with raw fear. After recovering, Micah bowed to Felix. "This is my first taste of a Dragonian martial artist's true power. Please forgive my earlier disrespect, Dr. Zeller." Felix said with a smile, "No offense taken. You're quite skilled yourself." Even before absorbing another Dragonspine, Felix could have crushed Micah without breaking a sweat. Micah would not even have a chance to fight at all. Micah turned to Kyro. "Mr. Starfire, Dr. Zeller's strength surpasses any warrior or shadowstalker I've encountered. Even if we surrounded him, I doubt we'd force him to use more than one hand." Such high praise made Kyro and Lu
Hearing those words, Kyro shook his head. "It's true that Reagan could easily do it. But why would he? The Steeles are one of his loyal dogs, so why cut off his own arm without cause?" Luna pondered before adding, "As you said, Grandpa, there's no reason for him to do that now. But from what I know, Reagan is extremely arrogant and profit-driven. Given proper motivation, discarding the Steeles wouldn't trouble him." She turned to Felix. "What you may not know, Dr. Zeller, is that Reagan is one of our nation's three most powerful figures. The Steeles only rose to their current status after gaining his favor, which happened in such a short time and is very different from old families like ours. "Only Reagan could gather them all as you wish. If he approves, even their total elimination could be dismissed as a mere fire, with no media daring to report otherwise. The impact would be minimal." Felix stroked his chin thoughtfully before asking, "Does Reagan have any particular obsess
Felix smiled wryly. Francis was the mystic from King Aurelius' court over two millennia ago, and his identity remained a mystery. If anything of his had survived until now, it would be among the rarest treasures imaginable. Finding such an item seemed impossible. "Let me ask around first." Felix's original plan had been to investigate and eliminate targets one by one. But Nala's data matched Luna's—there were over a hundred Steele members. They weren't just abroad but scattered across various Astorian cities. How could he hunt them all? After a few deaths, the Steeles would go into hiding for sure. Given their connection to Reagan, even a dog's death would warrant investigation. Once Astorian authorities got involved, complications would multiply. Felix was not confident he was invincible worldwide yet, and Reagan's true strength remained unknown. The situation could turn dangerous. He had rushed here from Dragonia because he was furious to see so many countrymen used as te
Nala was mysterious enough herself, coming from "that place". Her Shadow Mask alone was extraordinary. Perhaps she really could help. But truthfully, Felix wanted to avoid any further entanglement with her, even as a last resort. Yet the faces of his sleeping countrymen on that bus compelled him to dial her number. "Felix, how are you doing there?" Even Nala had not expected his call. "I'm here to ask about Francis Thane from King Aurelius' time. Can you get anything he left behind? Anything authentic will do, but preferably not martial art techniques." Felix was not foolish enough to strengthen the Shadowstalker Emperor and his shadowstalkers. He held no goodwill toward Astoria, after all. "Give me ten minutes." Nala's efficiency was impressive. She called back quickly. "I have something! It's a brush Francis once used, but it's an extraordinary one—even Oceanus Realm masters couldn't break it. "Don't worry. It's been studied extensively, and there's no hidden power. It'
Felix stopped in a clearing within the vast forest behind the Starfire residence. He had halted so abruptly because he sensed someone powerful tracking him, though he could not identify who. "Are you done running?" The voice reached him before its owner. An elderly man in white robes appeared 30 feet away, his ruddy face wearing a faint smile. "You're from Elders' Council, aren't you?" With such power and Dragonian features, it could not be anyone else. "Yes. We're old acquaintances in a way. Though this is our first meeting, you've survived our assassination attempts longer than anyone." Felix smiled. "I thought the Council just had extensive intelligence in Dragonia. It's impressive that you can track me abroad so quickly." He meant it sincerely. But the old man clasped his hands, smiling wider. "Thank you. Of course we can. Why else would a martial artist like me join an organization?" Having confirmed his identity, Felix cut to the chase. "What makes you think you alone
"Come on! Aren't you also a Blood Realm master? Let's have a friendly match!" Felix grinned, finding this old man more interesting than the previous ones sent after him. To his surprise, the old man frantically waved his hands after regaining consciousness. He rambled, "No, no. I won't fight you! Everyone knows you can fight above your level. Even though we're in the same realm, if we fight, I'm dead for sure."Felix scoffed. "As if not fighting would mean you're leaving here alive!"Suddenly, the old man stood straight and raised his right hand to the sky with a solemn expression. "I, Selmer Zink, swear to heaven that from this moment on, I quit Elders' Council and will follow Felix Zeller's lead. May lightning strike me if I break this oath!"What the hell? Felix was dumbfounded, wondering if things could really be this simple.He blurted out, "Are you pulling my leg?"Seeing Felix's irritation, Selmer spoke faster, "Sir, trust me. I've truly left Elders' Council. The Council
Bob did not say much. He kept wondering if Felix and Wendy were just being polite. He was absolutely certain he would not be exposed. The waiter would never admit to intentionally causing trouble, and no investigation could possibly reveal anything. He might as well keep things as messy as possible. Less than ten minutes passed before Angie arrived. She did not even greet Felix, immediately rushing to the Azure VIP Room with Ian. Felix remained in the main hall. It was past the lunch rush, so the restaurant was almost empty and quiet. Suddenly, Bob heard Felix's voice say, "I won't be here for more than a few days, so you really didn't need to use these tactics." "Mr. Zeller, were you speaking to me?" "You know exactly what I mean. Don't do this again." Felix was not naive. He could tell from how Bob had been helpful in the main hall but went silent in the private room. Something was definitely fishy. But Felix was totally focused on the Malevolent Phantoms now, and he
Just as Felix turned, the bathroom door opened, and a woman walked out. Seeing how the hem of her dress was wet, it was clearly from washing off spilled wine. "Mr. Zeller?" With just a glance, Felix was instantly wordless. Of all people, it was actually Wendy. "Oh, Wendy. What a coincidence!" Seeing Felix in his professional attire, Wendy was stunned. "What are you doing?" "I'm working as a front desk manager at this restaurant." Hearing this, Wendy remembered Felix was currently running important tasks nationwide. So, this made perfect sense. "Since we know each other, let's just drop this. The waiter didn't mean to cause trouble. There's no need to make such a big deal." Franz had already walked over at that moment. But he was shocked to see Wendy knew the front desk manager and was even addressing him so respectfully. "Got it, Mr. Zeller. Sorry for the trouble." Felix nodded and left. Bob followed, but a bad feeling crept into his mind. How did Felix know Franz's
Sally heard the intercom call, too, and her admiration for Bob reached new heights. Everyone in the restaurant knew that for VIP rooms like the Azure Room, customer complaints could not be handled by a front desk manager. Only the general manager—like Ian—could deal with it—and if he couldn't, Angie herself would have to step in.This was clearly Bob's setup. If not, Felix would not have had to go over. Bob had taken advantage of Felix being new and clueless about the rules.But his guts were something else. He was actually sacrificing one or two waiters just to go up against the boss' daughter. Was this really just about a front desk manager position anymore? In the Azure VIP Room, there were only two people by the massive table. A waiter knelt on the floor, body shaking uncontrollably. Just this scene told Felix the guests were definitely high-profile. "Who are you?"The young man with a powerful presence immediately frowned when he saw Felix."Hello, sir. I'm the front des
In the morning, Felix visited the dental clinic where the two women had their teeth cleaned. He found nobody suspicious there. He had already reviewed the relevant videos. They only had a routine teeth cleaning with barely any interaction. Any hope of finding a lead this way was completely crushed. After leaving, he received a call from Angie and rushed to an incredibly luxurious restaurant. "Felix, how about working as a front desk manager here?" she asked.What should have been a simple job offer now felt like she was tentatively seeking his permission. "Sure. But Ms. Sinclair, I have one condition."Angie smiled and said, "Go ahead.""I have some personal matters to deal with here. So, when I need to leave to handle something, I hope I can get time off normally." Angie thought that was nothing. She glanced at the middle-aged man beside her. "No problem. This is the restaurant's general manager, Ian Goodwin. Just give him a call when you want to leave." Ian immediately
Felix raced to a repair shop in Kashmere. Upon reaching the premises, he quickly jumped the fence and entered. According to Chloe, she had been held captive here. She had barely managed to grab a phone and call for help. No one could possibly be interested in her smell, so Felix genuinely hoped the Malevolent Phantom would show up.The moment he entered the yard, all the lights blazed on, turning the place as bright as day. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry!"Chloe emerged, looking disheveled. Reeco—the man from the barbecue stand—was grabbing her hair. About 20 other guys surrounded Felix with weapons in hand, wearing menacing grins. "Did you think I'd have to visit you myself? Look at you, walking right into our trap!" Felix was utterly disappointed. He'd completely forgotten about these insignificant men, and now, they had wasted his time. "I'm here. Let her go."Surprisingly, Reeco shoved Chloe to the ground and waved his hand. "Get him!" The first man charged with a massiv
Felix nodded and said, "Exactly. Let's investigate quickly." Because of the Malevolent Phantoms, headquarters' main focus was now cases related to them. Regular cases were handed over to law enforcement so personnel could be mobilized incredibly fast. After leaving the scene, Felix went home to wait for the results. At sunset, Marley arrived. "You were right, Mr. Zeller. The young woman with the lingering fragrance definitely had body odor before her death." Felix got excited, reviewing the materials while asking, "Did you guys figure out why they were at the abandoned building?" That was the first crime scene, and Felix was sure of it. The fact that these people would go to such a remote location seemed suspicious. "Yes, we did. They would occasionally record videos about paranormal stuff. They go to scary places, then post online to gain attention and make some extra cash. "They had finished filming at the abandoned building and were probably preparing to leave when the
It had only been one day since the A-tier Malevolent Phantom had last attacked. Was it losing its mind?Felix's face darkened. He didn't say a word. He just stood up and hung up the phone. "Sorry. I've got an urgent matter to handle." Normally, Angie would have thought this was incredibly rude. He had come asking for a favor, yet he was leaving so abruptly. But after what just happened, everything had changed. "Lindsay, did you really not know Dreamscape is Felix's cousin?" Lindsay gave a bitter smile. "Do I look like I know? Even if I did, I'm not the type to go begging for help." Her frustrated smile just deepened Angie's confusion. "Wow, you've just thrown me a major curveball! Felix has a connection like that, and I'm trying to find him a job? It's like teaching a professional chef how to boil water." But Lindsay saw things differently. "Angie, I can't say I know Felix super well. But from our school days and our recent encounters, I can vouch for his character. "The f
Chad and Lindsay were absolutely sure that it was Dreamscape's voice. Felix asked, "Hey, do you know Lindsay?" "Yeah, she's quite good at singing. Her technique is solid, and she nails the emotional delivery. She's got a bright future ahead."Lindsay immediately covered her mouth and cried. If her comment was posted online, it would instantly boost her market value by tenfold or even hundredfold. After all, it was something Dreamscape had said. "So, here's the thing. Lindsay's my old friend, and her real dream is acting. I was wondering if you could help introduce her and help her make that dream happen." Chad was excited. Dreamscape might be just a singer, but her status in the entertainment world was unparalleled. Even a casual comment from her carried massive weight. "Sure, I'll send you my manager's number. Have Lindsay contact him. I'll put in a good word, but tell her not to forget her main gig—she really can sing." "Got it! Thanks, then. Bye!" After hanging up, th
Everyone looked at Felix, their eyes showing different reactions. "Felix, thanks for your good intentions. But sometimes, we just can't make things go the way we want them to." Lindsay quickly tried to smooth things over, knowing Felix meant well. But sometimes, well-meaning lies just would not cut it. Yet, Felix spoke again, "I know someone who can probably solve your current crisis. So, you really don't need to do something you don't want to do." Chad could not hold back anymore. He wondered what kind of friend Felix was to talk big so casually. "Listen up, you brat! The worst thing you can learn in life is bragging. For every lie you tell, you'll need a hundred to cover it up. Got it? "Stop giving Lindsay false hope. You're just making things worse." Angie frowned, too. Though she knew Felix meant well, how could this possibly help? "I wonder if Dreamscape could solve your problem." Dreamscape? The two who were about to leave turned back, their eyes filled with dis