Aiden Knight's POV
The silence in the courtyard stretches like a taut wire ready to snap. Justin Yates touches the red mark on his cheek where my cigarette butt grazed him. His face contorts with rage.
"You dare—" he begins, but I cut him off.
"Let me guess what you want to know." I straighten up from the wall, brushing imaginary dust from my jacket. "You want to know if I'm really the one who won that hundred-herb cauldron tonight."
Justin's eyes narrow. "What are you—"
"The answer is yes." I take a step forward. "I outbid you by fifty million without breaking a sweat."
The scarred enforcer shifts nervously. "Young Master, this feels like a trap."
"You also want to know if I'm the alchemist who supplied those high-quality pills to the Jin family." I continue as if he hadn't spoken. "The ones that made your family's medicinal products look like candy by comparison."
Justin's breathing becomes shallow. "How do you—"
