Aiden Knight's POV
The warehouse door exploded inward like it was made of paper. I stepped through the smoking wreckage, my spiritual energy crackling around me like visible lightning. The jade pendant blazed against my chest, its ancient power responding to my murderous intent.
Seven men stood between me and Amelia. Seven dead men who just didn't know it yet.
My eyes found her immediately. Tied to a chair, blood streaming from her split lip, one eye swollen shut. Rage flooded through my cultivation base like molten steel. The Samsara Graveyard's ancient souls whispered for vengeance.
"Amelia," I said softly. My voice carried clearly across the warehouse despite the chaos. "I'm here."
Her good eye met mine, tears of relief streaming down her battered face. "Mr. Knight," she whispered.
The tall man beside her stepped forward, trying to project confidence despite the fear radiating from every pore. This had to be their leader. The one responsible for the massacre at her estate.
