Because of Jessica, the relationship between Ian and Kevin Logan reached a point of no return.

Feeling ashamed, Ian decided to speed up his plan to take control.

Meanwhile, Kevin was already secretly plotting to get rid of Ian.

In the evening.

Freya arrived at the Duke's palace and overheard a conversation inside.

"Duke, we still can't reach Invincible. I suspect he ran off with the money."

"They're all useless, a bunch of idiots."

Ian was furious, throwing things around, his face twisted in anger.

The second-ranked Invincible killer on the international dark web turned out to be untrustworthy. After the failed plan, he vanished with the money, making it a huge joke.

"What's our next move? Should we continue trying to assassinate Mystica?"

"No, I want you to find a way to capture Mystica, I want her under my control."

A message came from the laboratory that the new type of poison was about to be developed, and he needed a test subject.

Mystica, as the top-ranked expert on the dark web, was the ideal candidate.

"Yes, I'll do everything in my power!"

Hearing this, Freya smirked.

Even though Invincible had failed, Ian refused to give up?

She didn't bother listening further and climbed over the wall into the courtyard, found Brian's room and jumped in.

Inside, Brian and Brody were playing games on the bed.

Startled by the commotion outside, they turned their heads and were surprised.

"Mi... Miss, what brings you here again?"

"Just feel like it."

Freya stood with her hands on her hips, casually eyeing them, "You're playing games, huh?"

"Want to join, Miss?"

Brian offered, extending the game console to her.

Freya declined, tossing it aside, and said, "Where's the signal flare?"

"Um... we used it all up."

Brian recoiled slightly.

He thought he had escaped consequences last time and enjoyed a peaceful week.

He thought he was in the clear. But now, this woman had reappeared.

"Really?"

Freya didn't believe his lies. These two naughty kids lied all the time, were insidious and cunning, and were just like crooked melons.

"Miss, we dare not lie to you. We really have used them up."

"Used up, huh? Then you come with me."

Freya lifted one of them by hand and started to walk away.

"Where are we going?" Brian asked.

"Locked up until we have another signal flare fired."

Hearing this, Brian was terrified.

Last time, being confined in the dungeon and subjected to injections daily, he definitely didn't want a repeat experience.

He quickly gave up, saying, "Please don't lock me up. I'll give you the signal flare."

Freya let him go and gestured for him to fetch it.

Brian took out a small box from the bedside table and handed it to her. Freya smirked and said, "It would have been nice if you had listened earlier. Then you wouldn't have suffered so much!"

She reached out to open the box but then paused, squinting at them.

"It's best not to try to outsmart me. Otherwise, I have countless ways to deal with you."

"We won't dare."

Brian said nervously.

Just as Freya opened the box, a pungent smell hit her, followed by swirling white smoke.

Seeing this, Brian and his brother immediately rushed to the door to escape.

Following the sound, Freya flicked out two silver needles, directly hitting their thighs.

The next second, screams echoed.

"Boys, I warned you just now. This is what happens when you misbehave."

When the smoke cleared, Freya raised an eyebrow, looking coldly at the two brothers.

Brian was both crying and laughing. "Miss, please spare us!"

"Where's the signal flare?"

Freya bent down, resting her chin on her hand, her face icy.

Brian avoided her gaze.

He wasn't that foolish. He knew that this woman came to their master to learn explosives.

If she learned how to make bombs, would there be any hope for him and his brother, or even the entire Duke's palace?

Seeing them remain silent, Freya toyed with the needles in her hand. "If I use these needles, you'll probably be disabled for life. I'll give you one last chance. Either give me the signal flare honestly, or end up missing limbs..."

As she spoke, the silver needles slowly approached Brian's waist, nearly making him wet himself with fear.

This vicious woman actually wanted to ruin him.

He was just a kid!

"Miss, please, let's talk. Even if you get the signal flare and lured my master out, he won't teach you explosives."

"You talk too much..."

Freya lowered the needle another inch, dangerously close to Brian.

Brian's face turned pale, cold sweat pouring down.

No, his youth had just begun. He couldn't end up like this.

As long as there was a mountain standing, there would be no worry about running out of firewood. When the opportunity arose in the future, it wouldn't be too late for revenge.

"The signal flare is in the box under the cabinet. Spare me, Miss."

Freya glanced at the cabinet, then rubbed her nose and said, "Go get it."

"Miss, can you put the needle down first? What if there's an accident?"

Brian stiffened, not daring to move. He hated getting injections more than anything else in his life.

"Hurry up!"

Freya withdrew the needle, looking at him coldly.

Brian felt like a fish on a hook. He quickly went to fetch the box, brought it to her, and bowed with a forced smile.

"Miss, the signal flare is inside."

"Open it!"

With a few quick motions, Brian opened the box.

Freya looked at the signal flare inside. It resembled a fairy wand. She squinted. "Is this it?"

"Yes, this is the signal flare carefully crafted by my master. When activated, it emits a special decibel that can reach my master's ears."

Freya picked up the signal flare and examined it.

It looked so ordinary, but it could emit decibels?

Was it mimicking those ultrasonic wave bats?

She hadn't used it before and didn't know the power of this signal flare.

Luckily, she had knocked out Brody. She then took off while carrying Brian, disappearing from the Duke's palace.

"Miss, I've given you the signal flare. Why are you still taking me?"

Brian felt like crying. If he had known this woman was so troublesome, he would never have dared to provoke her.

"I don't trust you. When you activate the signal flare and lure out the Shadow Specter, of course I'll let you go."

In the dark of night, two shadows, one large and one small, rushed toward the distant suburban forest.

"Is this the place?"

Freya dropped Brian to the ground and pointed to a dark entrance ahead.

Brian nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, now activate the signal flare."

This little devil was too cunning. Each step could be a trap, and she couldn't trust him.

Since he couldn't escape, Brian could only obediently comply and activate the signal flare.

A strange sound emerged, piercing and causing goosebumps.

It sounded like the chirping of cicadas on a summer day.

After the signal flare was activated, the sound echoed in the forest for a long time before slowly fading away.

Soon, sparse footsteps were heard in the forest.

A shadow flashed by.