“Thanks for saving us. By the way, how did you know what was about to happen?” Becca asked, glancing at Wallace the moment they were sure they had reached a safe place.“Let’s just say it was my instincts,” Wallace replied.Judging by the sincerity in his voice, it was hard for her to tell whether he really meant it or if he was hiding something.The next morning, a sleek limousine pulled up right in front of Wallace's house. As the driver stepped out, the noise drew Wallace to the front door. He stepped outside and was shocked by the sight.“Mr. Smith, Miss Winthrop asked me to bring you over,” the driver said politely, lowering his head.Wallace's expression darkened slightly. For the first time since arriving in this modern world, he felt a flash of nostalgia for his past life, where he was accustomed to being served by loyal servants.With a slight nod, he got into the car. He looked incredibly sharp, dressed in a tailored grey Italian tuxedo.The moment the limousine arrived at t

Before anyone could dwell too much on the laughing girl's outburst, a masked entrepreneur raised his bidding fan from the back of the hall.“Twenty thousand dollars!”“What?” murmurs erupted across the room. People exchanged shocked glances. Was there something so special about that dull stone that a masked tycoon actually wanted it?Seeing the sudden competition, another wealthy bidder immediately raised his fan. "Fifty thousand dollars!"Becca turned to Wallace, her anxiety spiking, but he merely offered a light smile.“They are doing this to test you," Wallace whispered. "It's your time to raise the stakes, so…”“Wallace, I can't do this anymore,” Becca interrupted, feeling utterly discouraged.“Don't you want energy that will connect you to the heavens and elevate you far above your peers? Shouldn't you fight for it?”“Can't you see those people won't let me take it? Not after they just publicly insulted me!” she whispered furiously.“They are testing your patience because they kn

“The D-day has come! Wallace Smith is on the run!”“RIP to Wallace Smith in advance!”“Wallace Smith, where are you? Come out and face your judgment!”“Today, we’ll defeat Wallace Smith!”The students held hastily painted billboards, chanting in unison across the academy courtyard. Today was the day Joe had publicly declared war against Wallace, and no one wanted to miss it. It was on this exact field, not too long ago, that the old Wallace had been forced to stand barefoot on solid ice for hours, freezing and utterly hopeless. Now, history was repeating itself on short notice, and the student body was eager for blood in the afternoon sun.“It really seems he’s the coward they say he is!”“Did Wallace Smith actually flee the city?”They muttered among themselves, filling the spectator stands. However, tucked away in a quiet corner of the field, a small group of students looked on with deep anxiety. They were Master Stephen’s disciples. Joe had sternly warned them that if they didn't

“Wallace Smith, whatever your verdict is in this matter, it is final,” Master Silas said, the moment his gaze landed on Wallace. The crowd of students felt their shock spike instantly. How could something like this happen? Did Master Silas not know who Wallace was? Even if the Master was someone who rarely associated with others, shouldn't he know better than to let a useless piece of trash like Wallace handle a matter this important? Didn't he know how important Joe's status was? “I am giving you this authority as my student!” Master Silas added, causing the students' eyes to widen even further. It was notoriously difficult for any student in the Sect to be accepted by Master Silas. The trials alone were brutal enough to discourage the most talented geniuses. So how could a nobody like Wallace be one of his disciples? Every semester, Master Silas chose a strict maximum of thirty students to train. Even if some candidates from elite backgrounds were exceptionally talented, Sila

A cold sweat broke out on Tom’s forehead the moment those words left the man’s lips.That couldn't be true!Did this mean the absolute trash sitting beside Becca at the auction had actually been right? No! It was way too shiny and perfect to be a fake!But as panic seized his chest, a sickening realization set in. If these people wanted to scam him from the very beginning, they would have designed the trap flawlessly. They would have collected his package without paying him a single cent.Where on earth was he supposed to start now?“Please, you have to help me!” Tom screamed in desperationHe rushed forward, grabbing the disciple's hands so tightly he almost crushed the poor guy's bones.“You're hurting me, agent! Let go!”“Call me Tom!”Tom slammed his free hand onto the table instead. Only then did the disciple’s eyes flare. He knew that if this mortal provoked him again, his suppressed cultivation would violently erupt, consuming them both. He had already broken sect rules by