Worthy?

"Okay, take me to see your boss!"

Ryan said nonchalantly, his face calm and unflushed, not a trace of fatigue in his demeanor. He had just killed more than a dozen people, yet there wasn't a drop of blood on him. It was precisely this that made the men opposite him even more terrified.

As Ryan slowly approached, several of them instinctively stepped aside out of fear, allowing him to pass. He walked up the stairs with ease. Despite being outnumbered, it felt as though the tables had turned.

At the top of the stairs, in the middle of the wide corridor, stood Banner, his face fierce and menacing. He was flanked by a few of his underlings, exuding an aura of danger, like a tiger ready to pounce.

The underling who had come up earlier had already briefed him on the situation. Banner knew that the ordinary-looking man before him was, in fact, a terrifyingly powerful killer.