Upon hearing Asa’s words, Tirlek was also shocked and hurriedly stood up.

"Why is that Blood Shark bunch causing us trouble?"

"I don’t know either. Somehow they heard that we have treasure and money."

Asa said anxiously.

"Treasure?"

When Tirlek and the others heard this, their expressions changed drastically.

"Let’s get out of here!"

Danbur immediately said to Tirlek.

"Too late!"

A rough voice suddenly rang out.

Right then, a group of burly men, armed with beam guns, stormed in.

Leading them was a burly man wearing Generation IV Mechanical Armor, with a blood shark tattoo on his neck and a vicious look in his eyes.

This man was none other than the Blood Shark Group’s boss, Toset, who ran smuggling and arms dealing in the black market—a considerable force said to command thousands.

Beside him was a young man in elegant clothes, haughty in demeanor, utterly out of place in the black market.

"Tirlek, quickly run, we’ll fight them with you."

Danbur and others grabbed chairs and rushed forward desperately.

Toset sneered as a few of his subordinates rushed forward, throwing a punch hard.

Danbur and others fell straight to the ground, teeth flying, mouths filled with blood.

"Stop!"

Tirlek, shocked and angry, rushed forward.

A burly man came up and kicked Tirlek in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

Trying to struggle to his feet, Tirlek was pinned down by Toset’s foot on his chest.

Tirlek struggled desperately, glaring at Toset.

"Let go of me!"

"It’s easy to let go—hand over the treasure and all your money."

Toset said, his face distorted.

"I don’t have any treasure."

Tirlek defiantly insisted.

"Don’t want to admit it, huh? Let me remind you, you should have a crown here."

"What crown? We’re so poor we can hardly eat."

"I’m not in the mood to waste words, cut off that old man’s hand."

Toset had no interest in wasting words with Tirlek.

"What are you doing, stop!"

Tirlek panicked.

Toset’s subordinate walked menacingly toward Yue Fa and forcibly pulled out his hand.

"Stop!"

Tirlek shouted continuously.

Yue Fa rather courageously shouted to Tirlek: "Don’t let them threaten you."

"You old bastard!"

Toset’s subordinate, face twisted, pulled out a blade and chopped off Yue Fa’s left hand, spraying blood everywhere.

"Ah!"

Yue Fa screamed and fell down.

"You bastards."

Danbur struggled desperately, trying to get up, only to be kicked hard by a subordinate into a pile of junk.

Asa and others shouted angrily.

"We’ll fight you to the end."

Unfortunately, they were pressed to the ground, beaten mercilessly, punches landing viciously.

An old man bled profusely, fainted, and stopped breathing right then and there.

"Stop, don’t hit anymore."

Tirlek pleaded bitterly.

"Then tell us where the crown is."

Toset grabbed Tirlek’s collar, questioning with a sinister smile.

"I really don’t know where the crown is. You’ve really got the wrong person."

Tirlek said through gritted teeth, having spent years in the black market, he knew these people would eat him alive if he gave in.

"Still tough, huh? Let’s see who you want dismembered."

Zaxit smiled more brilliantly.

"No, don’t, I really don’t know. Even if you kill me, I can’t produce it. We’re surviving off selling fake info, where’s the treasure?"

Tirlek explained in panic.

"Hmph, sharp-tongued, but enough acting. Tell us the crown and Star Destroyer’s location, and we might grant you a quick death."

The haughty young man suddenly spoke.

Hearing the young man’s words, Tirlek’s heart sank—both shocked and furious, he looked at him.

"What are you staring at!"

Zaxit slapped Tirlek, knocking him to the ground.

Feeling his head buzzing, Tirlek knew that slap could have nearly killed him if Zaxit hadn’t controlled his strength.

"I’ll ask you one more time, speak or not."

Zaxit asked with limited patience.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Tirlek managed to say.

"Courting death!"

Zaxit’s eyes filled with murderous light.

"Stop."

At this moment, a sharp shout sounded, as Keton rushed in wearing Generation IV Mechanical Armor, with dozens of subordinates.

Zaxit turned and looked at the intruding Keton, showing displeasure.

"Oh, it’s you, Keton."

"Brother Zaxit, what are you doing, where did this kid offend you?"

Keton hurriedly rushed forward seeing the battered Tirlek, helping him up.

"None of your business! You want to stick up for him?"

Zaxit said irritably.

"I wouldn’t dare, just saying, we could talk it out instead of resorting to violence. Killing isn’t a good look! If this kid offended you, give me a face, I’ll apologize and bear a thick gift?"

Keton said with a smile.

"Hmph!"

The young man beside Zaxit snorted coldly, reaching a limit of impatience.

Zaxit twisted his neck, speaking to Keton.

"Who do you think you are, better scram! This kid is none of your concern."

"Brother, listen to me, there’s someone behind this kid. If you’re thinking of getting to him, that’s out of line."

Keton gritted his teeth when Zaxit gave no face.

"Today I’m getting him, what’ll you do? Another word and I’ll take you out too."

Zaxit’s eyes suddenly flashed with cruelty.

"Do it!"

Keton also hardened, suddenly kicking Zaxit, sending him flying, grabbing Tirlek to flee.

Keton’s subordinates, saying nothing, raised beam guns, firing at Zaxit’s subordinates.

The young man frantically took cover.

The whole area erupted into chaos.

Ah~

Cries filled the air.

From the ground, Zaxit sprang up, raging at escaping Keton. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Take down these bastards, chase them!"

...

In a chaotic black market alley.

Keton pulled Tirlek, fleeing, panic evident on his face.

Despite his many subordinates, Keton knew they were no match for Zaxit’s men.

Those were hardened fighters, with combat prowess rivaling regular armies.

Catching his breath, Tirlek looked at Keton in confusion.

"Why are you saving me?"