Chapter 341 – RIP Normal Life
The driver stepped out, all prim posture and thin smile, clearly unaware of whose house he was standing in. Lux accepted the clipboard with a little flourish, signed it with a pen that glowed faintly gold, and nodded once.
"Thanks," Lux said, handing it back. Then—habitually—he slipped the man a tip.
The driver's eyes widened at the number.
"Sir—thank you—"
Lux waved him off like it was pocket change. "Don't die in debt. Buy something stupid. That's what money's for."
He watched the man leave, then turned back to the car.
It gleamed under the morning sun. A sleek, mortal masterpiece. No soul engine, no reality-threading core, no chaos runes under the hood.
Just leather seats and purring horsepower.
Lux stood there for a long moment, fingers jiggling the keys in his palm. A little click-click.
"Do I even need this?" Lux muttered, squinting at the sleek mortal-manufactured car in his driveway like it had personally offended his intelligence.
