One person told ten, ten told a hundred, and then it spread to thousands or even tens of thousands. It had to be admitted that the Bounty Tribe members had a high outreach. Once the news started spreading, there was no stopping it. Since the Bounty Tribe was open to the public, not only its members but everyone who came to them for tasks had access to their territory.

In less than half an hour, the recently established branch of the Bounty Tribe was surrounded and filled with crowds. Believe it or not, the reality was right there before their eyes. By this time, Heifeng had already challenged no less than seven opponents, all of whom were stronger than the last.

Watching one guild member after another being carried away on stretchers, the area assistant gradually realized the exceptional nature of the challenger. He was definitely not as ordinary as he appeared. Could he be a member of some Ancient Martial Arts family causing trouble? What a counterbalancing technique, the Capital Planet was originally the expansion ground of the Bounty Tribe, but now it was being severely suppressed. It seemed necessary to ask the area president to personally deal with it.

The news quickly reached the ears of the area president of the Capital Planet, a figure not to be underestimated. He had a close relationship with the guild adjudicator Francis.

If you ask why, the reason is simple. This area president is also the guild master Gandalf from Alpha planet's martial arts hall. As the saying goes, the river's water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields. Of course, this was merely an outsider's perspective. In reality, Gandalf, who had met Lasso years ago, has always been longing for the life of a free mercenary. Why wouldn't he enjoy doing some spying under the name of official business without legal accusation? His grandson was indeed raised correctly.

Who would have thought that after opening the guild for just a few days, a confrontation happened—strictly speaking, someone came to smash the guild's signboard. It was not easy to establish a branch of the Bounty Tribe guild. An ordinary person could not do it even if their head was broken. Gandalf wouldn't even be at the Capital Planet if it weren't for his grandson, and now an accident has occurred. Damn it, someone dares to challenge the Bounty Tribe.

The old man was decisive in his actions. He directly sent a Heavenly Communication to all areas, regardless of whether they were members of the Bounty Tribe or not, they would all receive it.

After a while, the aloof Gandalf appeared in the Bounty Tribe, leading his following. In a few days, the old man would return to Alpha Planet, but for now, he intended to teach this unexpected guest a lesson as an elder.

"Young man, do you plan to challenge us?" At Gandalf's words, everyone was puzzled. A challenge? This was nothing more than a duel. It was not a martial arts hall battle.

Intrigued by Gandalf's comment, Heifeng replied, "It doesn't matter if it's a challenge or not. If there's no one here who can fight, it's better to close up shop sooner rather than later."

"Ha, the young man dares to speak such wild words. I can spar with you."

"You...?" Taking a closer look at Gandalf, Heifeng couldn't find a single flaw. Or to put it another way, he could not see any excessive movements from the sagely looking old man; every gesture emanated a sense of resignation to the way of the world.

What was that feeling... an illusion, a state of mind, or just the expression of his intentions? In a flash, Heifeng realized the wide difference between their strengths. Perhaps he didn't stand a chance to win at all.

"Draw your sword, young one." It was Gandalf who spoke, gesturing with a toss of his hand.

At this point, Heifeng was already breaking out in a cold sweat. It wasn't that he didn't dare to draw his sword, but where the hell was it on him? Somehow, he had managed to get himself deep into a hole. He couldn't find a chance to strike at Gandalf, whose demeanor was too nonchalant. His seemingly calm face was fraught with an endless mysterious power that made Heifeng hesitate to move closer. It felt like even a single mistake would lead to a total defeat.

Meanwhile, Gandalf couldn't help but chuckle. This young man truly had a lot on his mind. But having lots of thoughts was a good thing; it would only be worrisome if his thoughts were sparse.

As a venerable master, Gandalf had trained several novices in his martial arts hall, guided Amelia in her body techniques, and that was pretty much all he had done. Now that he was old, his strength was far from enough. Rather than appearing as masterful wisdom, it may seem more like he was flaunting an empty facade to look intimidating. He hoped the young man wouldn't rashly strike. He just needed to buy some more time.

However, Heifeng's actions made Gandalf want to curse. The boy was ignorant and reckless, beyond hope. As his opponent approached him, he could feel burning glares from the bystanders.

Yes, as a grand-master, Gandalf was indeed powerful, but that was a story from the past. Now he wasn't sure if his old body could handle pressure. But given the circumstances, he had no choice. He suddenly stomped his foot, causing a rumbling noise to emerge from the ground- Boom!

The power emanating from him was astonishing. What kind of courage was required to release such a powerful force? Heifeng's face changed instantly. He had never intended to attack aggressively, and after this event, his slowly advancing steps became even slower.

"Hahahaha..." Gandalf stood hands folded, laughing heartily. His laughter projected the demeanor of a lofty hermit, but inside he was calculating, hoping the stupid young man would restrain himself, praying he wouldn't come any closer. His old bones could not bear his treatment.

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