A Prince Returns to the Stage
"M-Me...?"
His voice cracked with disbelief.
Victor looked at him and chuckled softly.
"Yes."
"You."
There wasn't the slightest hint of uncertainty in his voice.
The confidence behind that single word only made everyone else more speechless.
While the room struggled to recover from the shock, Victor's thoughts had already moved several steps ahead.
I never intended to reveal this so soon.
His gaze remained calm, but his mind worked with practiced precision.
The original plan was simple.
Expand our influence quietly.
Gather strength.
Control information.
Build an unshakable foundation before stepping into the light.
One careful move after another.
He let out a nearly inaudible sigh.
But that path disappeared the moment Alibaba's undead army was destroyed.
His smile deepened ever so slightly.
News like that can never be buried forever.
It only takes one frightened merchant.
One wandering adventurer.
