Two days later.
The Golden Hall, the most exclusive venue in the city, was hosting the annual Charity Gala. Only the top 1% of the elite were invited.
Tonight, the atmosphere was different. Everyone was waiting for one person.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom Extended Edition slowly pulled up to the red carpet.
The moment the car door opened, countless camera flashes went off, turning the night into day.
A shiny black leather shoe stepped out first.
Victor Cheyne emerged from the car. He wore a customized midnight-blue tuxedo that accentuated his tall, powerful physique. His handsome face carried a lazy, confident smile.
The crowd gasped. He was even more imposing than the rumors said.
But what shocked everyone more were the two women accompanying him.
On his left arm was Grace Su. The princess of the Su family wore an elegant white evening gown, looking like a noble swan. Her presence signaled that the military and political power of the Su family stood firmly behind Victor.
Walking slightly behind him to the right was Bella. The former Underground Queen wore a tight black cheongsam (Qipao) with a high slit, revealing her dangerous curves. Her red lips curved into a charming smile, but her eyes scanned the crowd like a viper looking for threats.
"My god... The Su family heiress and the Red Dragon Queen?"
"White power and Black power... Victor controls both?"
"Shh! Don't call him Victor. Call him Mr. Cheyne. He is the new King of this city."
The guests parted instinctively, bowing their heads in respect and fear as Victor walked past.
Inside the hall.
Victor took a glass of champagne from a waiter.
"You two seem to be getting along," Victor smiled, looking at Grace and Bella.
Grace maintained her elegant smile. "Bella is very... efficient. I heard the security in the city has improved vastly in the last two days."
Bella bowed slightly. "Thank you for the compliment, Miss Su. I just follow the Master's orders to clean up the garbage."
Sparks seemed to fly between the two women—one noble, one dangerous. They were subtly competing for Victor's favor. Victor enjoyed this dynamic immensely.
Suddenly, a commotion in the corner caught his attention.
"Mr. Wang, please... let go of me. I just came to sing."
A sweet, trembling voice was heard.
A fat, greasy middle-aged man was grabbing the wrist of a young woman. The woman looked around twenty, with pure, innocent eyes that were currently filled with tears.
She was Luna, the nation's top idol singer, known as the "National Little Sister."
"Sing? Haha! Luna, come on. Have a drink with me tonight, and I'll make you the lead actress in my next big movie," the fat man, Producer Wang, leered, trying to pull her into his arms.
The surrounding guests saw this but dared not intervene. Producer Wang was a media tycoon; offending him meant career suicide in the entertainment industry.
Luna despaired. Was she going to be defiled by this pig tonight?
"Is that pig bothering you?"
A calm voice cut through the noise.
Producer Wang turned around angrily. "Who the f*ck dare to interrupt..."
His words got stuck in his throat. He saw Victor. And behind Victor, the terrifying Bella was already touching the hidden dagger at her waist.
"M-Mr. Cheyne!" Producer Wang started sweating profusely. "I... I was just joking with Miss Luna."
Victor didn't even look at the fat man. He walked straight to Luna.
Luna looked up at the handsome man who appeared like a savior. Her heart skipped a beat.
"System," Victor asked internally.
[Ding!] [Target Detected: Luna (Potential Heroine).] [Current Status: Being harassed by cannon fodder.] [Mission: Rescue the idol. Reward: 1000 Destiny Points + Beginner Singing Skills.]
Victor smiled. "Another one delivered to my door."
He gently removed Producer Wang's dirty hand from Luna's wrist.
Then, he looked at the fat man. "I don't like your face. It's ruining my appetite."
"I... I'll leave immediately! Sorry, Mr. Cheyne!" Producer Wang tried to run.
"Wait."
Victor took out his phone and made a call.
"Alfred. Buy Wang Media Corporation. Yes, now. Within five minutes. And fire the CEO, Mr. Wang."
Victor hung up. He looked at the stunned fat man.
"You are fired. Now, get out of my sight."
The entire hall was dead silent.
He bought a huge media company in five seconds just because he didn't like the CEO's face?
This was true power. This was true wealth.
Luna looked at Victor with wide, adoring eyes. He was domineering, rich, and handsome. He was the perfect Prince Charming.
"Thank... thank you, Mr. Cheyne," Luna blushed deeply, bowing.
Victor lifted her chin gently with one finger.
"You have a beautiful voice," Victor said smoothly. "Don't waste it on pigs. From tomorrow, you work for my company. I'll make you a global superstar."
Grace and Bella looked at each other, sighing internally.
Another one. Their Master's appetite was truly insatiable.
[Ding!] [Mission Accomplished: Rescued Luna.] [Luna's Favorable Impression: +50 (Admiration).]
Victor smiled. The harem was growing.
But just then, a cold system warning rang out.
[Warning! Warning!] [Powerful energy signature detected approaching the city!] [The Grandmaster has arrived ahead of schedule!]
Victor's smile widened into a bloodthirsty grin.
"Finally. The main course is here."