Hearing Andre's words, Felix asked, "And what if I had a way? One that guaranteed the royal family couldn't find me."

Andre smiled. "If you really do, Shepherd and I will help you put on a show."

Behind the wheel, Shepherd sighed. "Why drag me into this?"

"Stop complaining! After this failed attempt, the royal family will contact you. Am I right?"

Everyone in Martial City knew Shepherd valued profit above all else—at least to the ones in the car. Andre's words rang true.

"Fine. We'll put on a show. I'll be the good guy just for once," Shepherd agreed.

Deborah smirked. Playing the good guy? He simply saw better odds backing Felix than the overbearing royal family.

…

In Imperial City, Zayn's face darkened as he hung up the phone. "Ean! Have you heard? The six masters of Transcendent Realm failed. It feels like a nightmare."

Ean Palmer remained notably calmer, contemplating before speaking, "It seems Felix has multiple ways to save himself. Or perhaps Deborah arranged a hid