"What the hell did you just say?" Fred and Stellar were deeply engrossed in their conversation, blatantly ignoring Flint, which had already ruffled his feathers. When he overheard Stellar's dismissive remark about someone being merely a rank 7 and easily 'taken down with a slap', Flint's fury knew no bounds. Had he not appeared evenly matched with Stellar earlier? He had already informed Zane that he was only holding back because they had not agreed on the terms. Now, in Stellar's words, Flint was painted as someone weak and easily overpowered. How could he not be seething with rage? Seeing the situation, Zane quickly chimed in and tried to calm Flint, "Mr. Onyx, why waste your time on them? They're just trying to show off, probably because they're actually scared of you. Mr. Onyx, just take action and put an end to this." Take action? Flint snapped, "I don’t need you to tell me what to do!" Then, glaring at Stellar and Fred, he threatened, "You little pests, I'm goin

"How... How did it come to this?" Zane's heart raced as he locked onto Fred's icy stare. He knew Flint's capabilities all too well. That was precisely why despite being well-aware of Fred's capacity to intimidate the city's top brass, he boldly challenged Fred. However, what had just happened? Even a strong figure like Flint seemed utterly defenseless before Fred. Flint was like a toddler in over his head. How could Zane stomach such an outcome? Yet, Zane had rapidly risen to power. He took the reins of Red Moon Group and established dominance over West Valley. His determination was evident. Even though Flint's rapid downfall had shaken him, Zane swiftly regained his composure. He scoffed. "My turn? Aren't you jumping the gun, Mr. Hoffman? I'm the rightful chairman of Red Moon Group. I was chosen by many! "Do you actually believe that a mere sentence from you can banish me? Do you think Red Moon Group's higher-ups would just nod and agree?" Fred's lips curled into a sli

An underground auction? Upon hearing Marcus' words, a crease formed on Fred's forehead. He was familiar with auctions. After all, during his stint in Sea City, he had engaged the Bensons, who were well-known auctioneers. It was through an auction that he secured that exquisite Golden Pearl Crown for Wanda. A black-market auction? This was a first for him. Could it be something managed by the underworld? While the criminal underworld might seem daunting to ordinary folks, to someone like Fred, the underworld consisted of no more than small fries. Could auctions run by them possibly have what he sought? Seeing Fred's contemplation, Marcus held his tongue. Stellar, sensing Fred's confusion, clarified, "While earlier black-market auctions were indeed managed by the underworld, things have changed. These days, many are backed by established warlords."Given the frequent attendance by martial artists, it's not uncommon to find items of their liking." Run by the martial world and

There was a dispute between a man and a woman, though calling it a dispute might not be entirely accurate.The man with the shaved head exuded an aura that clearly marked him as a warlord that was rank 5 or higher. On the other hand, the woman appeared to be of a much lower rank, perhaps not even a rank 1 warlord.Due to this significant power difference, the woman was visibly frightened when the man with the shaved head approached her. She was constantly retreating while clutching a cloth bag in her hand tightly."Trying to run?" The man with the shaved head sneered when he saw the woman backing away. He promptly seized the woman's wrist when she tried to move away. He then coldly huffed, "Since you've taken my money, you need to hand over that Fire Serpent Fruit!""I-I haven't received any money from you at all. Y-You're just here to rob me!" the woman retorted as she struggled desperately.However, her lack of strength rendered her efforts futile. No matter how hard and long sh

"Who the hell are you?"Everyone was taken aback when Fred suddenly appeared. It was obvious that nobody had expected anyone to have the balls to step forward and express interest in the Fire Serpent Fruit in the woman's bag at a moment like this. From the moment the Devil Porters set their sights on her, everything of hers was theirs. For someone to intervene at this point was almost akin to seeking death."Brat! I'm asking you a question!"The younger of the Devil Porters, Jenson, was furious when he saw Fred ignoring his brother. He roared. "We brothers have already set our eyes on her. Who the hell do you think you are to interfere? You wanna die?""You two, are you brothers?"The woman was initially a bit bewildered when she saw Fred's sudden appearance, but when she heard Jenson's words, she instantly realized that she had been deceived. Wernest just sneered and said, "So what if we're brothers? Heh, little bitch, do you think you can still walk out of here alive after l