But who knew? Deep down, this Grandmaster was also cursing, feeling immense pressure. He had simply chosen a remote place to ensure his service in the Federation would be a smooth transition. Who could have guessed that a Martial King would suddenly appear? And a Grandmaster—one clearly propped up by external support—had died! Under such circumstances, how dared those bastards provoke the dignity of a Grandmaster? Who did they take him for, an outlet?
One should know that while the Internal Affairs Department possessed means to restrict powerful individuals at the Martial King realm and above, these measures were only applicable within its own jurisdiction. Therefore, if he, a Grandmaster, entertained such an idea, he would likely find that upon entering the Black market, his first encounter would be an unexpected meeting with a cruel and violent Martial King.
What's more, I'm just a Resource Martial Artist! Do these people think I'm not dying fast enough?!
