The rulers of the world—the top ten families themselves—were no different.
Some looked at Vincent with awe.
Some with fear.
And some—with understanding.
Because they had always known there was something different about him.
Something dangerous.
Something that made him feel like a king among men.
But now, it was undeniable.
He wasn't just an actor.
He wasn't just a prodigy.
He was Vincent Blackwood.
A sovereign of the underworld.
And just as the last murmurs of chaos died down—
Vincent, who had been watching the entire scene with quiet amusement—
Smirked.
A smirk that sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
Because in that moment, it was clear—
He had known this would happen.
He had waited for this moment.
And now—
The world finally knew who he was.