Chapter: 1860

Ryan rose, changed out of his blood-soaked attire, and strolled out of the dilapidated house with unsettling nonchalance.

Outside, he lit a cigarette, taking a long drag.

The smoke swirled around him, masking the Lingering scent of blood.

He cast a final glance at the house.

"I've emerged victorious, Jonathan. This time, you'll lose."