After the other party left, Corvin used the crystals to cover the owner's losses and quickly ushered Emma and Marcus away. On the way, Emma glanced at Marcus and said gently, "Marcus, if something like this happens again, don't rush to act. And if you can't resist, be careful—don't ever strike someone fatally." Marcus leaned weakly against her, nodding faintly. "I'll remember." Emma couldn't help but think about how obedient he could be sometimes. Seeing him like this, she didn't have the heart to scold him further. "Let's go buy a few things. Since we're out, we can't go back empty-handed," she said with a smile. The earlier incident no longer weighed on her mind. … Inside the store, Merlin removed his mask.He glared at his own reflection with disgust, the face that could enchant anyone—a face identical to someone else's—yet now radiating only dangerous allure. His black pupils shimmered with lethal intent. "Find out who that female is. How many matches does she have?" He had finally encountered a female he liked, and there was no way he'd let her slip away. A subordinate lurking in the shadows answered immediately, "Yes, Mr. Merlin." "And the therian scouts at the outer battlefield… Have they reported back yet? How's my brother doing? Has he really become addicted to scavenging and decided never to return?" The subordinate hesitated, then spoke softly. "This morning, the scouts at the outer battlefield reported that there's still no trace of Mr. Malrik. "Also… I heard that not only did our therians search for him, but others from the clan went as well. Apparently, someone sent word that Mr. Malrik has already been matched by the Beastmate System. He has a huntress—and she's looking for him." "What?"Merlin's aura shifted violently. The power of a Rank 9 surged from him like a beast on the verge of rage. He grabbed the subordinate by the throat, eyes burning with murderous hatred and a bloodthirsty glow. "Malrik… that useless man… He actually has a huntress?" Why? He hurled the subordinate to the ground, smashing everything in the room to splinters. "That worthless coward is inferior in every way! And just because he was born a minute before me… because we're twins… I'm forced to be his shadow, forever hidden in darkness. "He already has everything, and yet the Beast God favors him? Even giving him a huntress first? Why?" Merlin's furious roar echoed through the room, frenzied and hysterical. "I want to know everything! What kind of female is Malrik's huntress?" He needed to see just how much the Beast God favored Malrik, and what kind of female had been matched to him. … Today, many shops were crowded with male therians up for auction. Several females were in the crowd, ready to buy. "Ms. Tibarn, do you see that building ahead? That's NexusPrime Tech, the most famous company in the Interstellar Empire," Corvin said, glancing nervously at Emma. He feared she might want to buy a male there and tried to steer her elsewhere. "Ms. Tibarn, shall we check out NexusPrime Tech? They have all kinds of rare things," he suggested. Emma recognized the name immediately. NexusPrime Tech reminded her of Damian. Ever since their match was dissolved, she hadn't contacted that cunning fox again. She shook her head. "No… let's skip it." It might be awkward if she ran into him, and she didn't need anything that badly. "Then, let's go somewhere else," he said. …Inside NexusPrime Tech, Damian stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Emma walk away with Corvin and Marcus. His face paled slightly, and his eyes carried a hint of sorrow. An elder standing beside him noticed Damian's expression and said gently, "Mr. Voss, Ms. Emma Tibarn hasn't gone far. If you hurry, you might still catch up." "I can't," Damian said, covering his face in pain. "If she wanted to see me, she wouldn't leave. If I go now, I'd only ruin her shopping mood." The elder sighed, unsure how to comfort him. Damian watched as Emma happily led her two matches into a shop, buying a rare ore and a piece of precious wood. Turning to his assistant, he said, "Send the gifts I prepared for Ms. Tibarn as prizes. She must receive them without knowing they're from me." If she knew he'd given them, she'd never accept them. This was the only way to make sure she received them. "Yes, sir!" the assistant replied and hurried off.… Meanwhile, Emma had finished selecting her ore and wood and was about to leave with Corvin and Marcus when a shop assistant stopped her. "Honored female, to celebrate the Celestara Gala, our store has been offering a special raffle for every customer since yesterday…"