Chapter 1163: Entering the Black Market!

Chapter 1163: Entering the Black Market!



"So, you're telling me that bumpkin escaped under your watch and even stole your storage ring, and if it wasn't humiliating enough, he even left his 'mark' on you that you can't remove!?"

Wallace stood in his private herb garden, in front of a glowing herb as he watered it with extremely precious Ascension Grade-1 Spirit Nectar, as he spoke coldly to a burly man wearing the same kind of uniform as the Inferno Weapon Smith Association members. Still, there was a glowing crimson flame symbol on his rob, different from the 'Crimson Cauldron' symbol on Wallace's.

This burly man with stern features and fierce eyes was a Flame Disciple, Irv Oriente, and the most loyal follower of Wallace and his cousin. He also belonged to the Oriente family, one of the four top clans of the Artifice Inferno Sect, who control the Eastern Guardian Sect City.

At this moment, the normally arrogant and overbearing Irv had a vicious expression on his ghastly face, filled with fury and hatred, as he looked at the small horned owl tattoo on his finger, which was extremely vivid and imposing.

But in Irv's eyes, it was a symbol of mockery and humiliation because, just half an hour ago, there used to be a storage ring instead of this hateful owl symbol. He still couldn't believe that it was the work of an 'ant' whom he could crush as he wished; it was like a nightmare.

"Lord Wallace, I don't know how he did it, but it happened too fast, and I'm not the only one who was caught off guard by that vile bastard! I'll make sure to pay him a hundredfold next time!" Irv gritted his teeth as he vowed.

If previously he was only going after George under Wallace's secret order, now it was personal, and he won't rest until he avenges his grievance and wash away this humiliation with that hateful fellow's blood.

Wallace's eyes suddenly flashed with killing intent as he uttered, "All in all, that guy used me as a stepping stone to show off his abilities. He directly slapped my face, and I don't like being used by others, especially by ignorant vermin who didn't know the difference between us.

"If he thinks I would back down after his clown show, he didn't know who he's messing with. Go, I've already contacted the clan, and they are sending a few people; I'll leave you in charge. But this is your last chance!"

Irv's eyes glowed with murderous intent as he quickly nodded, "I won't disappoint you, Lord Wallace!" He then quickly left while rubbing the tattoo on his finger as the rage in his heart burned even more fiercely.

Once Irv was gone, Wallace clenched his fist, releasing a powerful shockwave, and muttered, "I won't be humiliated by some unknown clown!"

While the Western Guardian Sect City was slowly learning about George's 'display,' the man himself was walking in a maze of dark alleyways, wearing a dark hood over his head.

It was bizarre because there wasn't such a huge maze of alleys in the city, yet as he turned comers, multiple crossroads appeared before him, and he took careful and calculative steps.

At this moment, when he stepped inside another alleyway, the vision in front of him suddenly changed, and he appeared in front of bleak streets filled with cloaked figures walking silently. It was a stark contrast to the bustling city.

Ace's eyes shone when he saw the place, and his lips curled up, 'I've finally arrived in the black market!'