At first, it took repeated tries to barely trigger the shared memories. By the time they toured Cambridge in London, it worked on the first go. Later, in Dubai, just hearing a description was enough—no need to be there in person. The difficulty of accessing Susan Soo’s memories kept dropping.
Nowadays, the Soo Sisters’ memory link is solid as a rock. Stephen Evenson’s story is just a key—it unlocks a tunnel straight to thirty years ago. In a blink, the three of them are swept into a brand-new memory, straight from the Void.
The closer the poles of a magnet, the stronger and steadier the pull. As memories from the Void unlock, the three feel themselves syncing up with a mysterious consciousness deep in the Void. It’s like both sides of the magnet are pulling—not only are they searching for it, but that strange spirit is waking up, actively reaching out to connect with them.
The memories from the Void come in thicker and steadier, the mental link growing stronger, the transmission rate shooting up. The material world fades in a blink, and the three are back in the summer of 1980.
A bullet shot straight into Adam Zade’s heart unleashed all of Sophia’s fury.
A vow to help Adam Zade reclaim his throne set Sophia’s full power free.
How did the Zade Family end up falling under Adam Zade’s control, step by step?
Just how much blood and darkness went down in all that?
Nobody really bothers to remember the ugly bits—like the owner of these memories couldn’t care less and doesn’t want to recall those blacked-out records. Only scattered fragments flash by, hinting at those chaotic years.
Adam Zade masterminded the whole thing from start to finish.
"Let me handle the dirty work of plotting revenge," Adam Zade said, gazing seriously at Sophia. "I don’t want even a hint of darkness in your eyes."
"Objection," Sophia shot back, looking like your typical quiet girl but hiding a core of steel. She was way tougher than Adam Zade ever imagined. "If the enemy comes for us, we fight back. Justice is justice—what’s so dirty about that?" She conjured a fat stack of books out of nowhere, slapped the covers, and grinned with pure confidence. "I’ve read up on tons of war strategy and military tactics. I’ll totally help you nail this plan."
In the memory, Adam Zade’s eyes seemed to flicker with something deep inside. But in the end, he turned down Sophia’s offer to help brainstorm.
He said he wanted to personally craft the plan that would bury their enemies—and take back everything that belonged to him.
After being nearly assassinated, Adam Zade was furious—so mad he couldn’t even keep up his usual bright smile. No matter what face he put on, Sophia could see the storm swirling underneath. He’d often shut himself away in a private room, locking everyone out so nobody knew what he was really up to.
Of course, Sophia could’ve found out—there was nowhere on Earth she couldn’t see. But she respected Adam Zade’s privacy and never used her powers to snoop.
How long he shut himself away varied—a few minutes, sometimes a whole night. But every time Adam Zade finally opened the door, he’d come out with a detailed, foolproof plan.
At first, Sophia barely had to lift a finger—the plans hardly needed her. Adam Zade handled almost everything himself.
But later, even Adam Zade had to start relying on Sophia’s powers.
Just how scary is Sophia when she’s mad? Even Yang Qi, tough as she is, gets goosebumps just watching. That’s some god-level power—almost impossible to resist.