Matthew Powell understood Scarlet Leaf's frustration perfectly.
It was understandable. A girl who could rise to control the entire Shadow Sects network in Centralshire State at such a young age would naturally have pride as high as the sky. Her intelligence and skills had likely allowed her to run circles around most opponents, playing them like fiddles. She wasn't used to losing.
Unfortunately for her, she had run into him. A wall she couldn't climb.
Matthew sat back on the plush hotel sofa, crossing his legs casually. He decided to break it down for her, piece by piece, like dismantling a poorly made bomb.
"The mask, the hidden weapons, the voice, and the movement technique," he repeated calmly, ticking them off his fingers one by one.
Scarlet Leaf's eyes widened, genuine shock repl
