The Happiest People Are Always the Nouveau Riche!

When the shadow vanished, the strange ripple it had stirred in the air—one that seemed capable of bursting space apart—vanished with it. In its place came another invisible force, carrying a faint sense of surveillance.

Feeling that invisible force, Wu Yan's brows furrowed ever so slightly before relaxing as though nothing had happened.

Wu Yan had originally wondered how Garin could be so at ease about letting him enter this place alone, without fearing that he might tamper with anything here. It seemed Garin had never needed to worry about that. He had already tampered with this place himself.

The abnormal ripple the shadow had released earlier, the one that seemed to rupture space, had likely been meant to block outside detection. Otherwise, after something like this happened, Garin would have noticed and could not possibly have stayed out!

Shaking his head as if trying to shake everything he had just heard out of it, Wu Yan looked at the two rings in his hand—the Ring of Force and the Ring of Gold, as the shadow had called them—then touched the Ring of Authority on his finger. He let out an immensely irritated sigh.

He had gone through far too much in a single day, so much that even Wu Yan felt overwhelmed.

First there had been a ball meant for the entire continent, then he had inexplicably become the star of it. He had even gained a beautiful, icy maiden as a fiancée in name. After that, Kate had told him the continent's secrets, the truth about god-rank experts and the secret of their fall, as well as the existence of Divine Power and Mythic Armaments. Then he had met Garin, a Demigod Rank expert and Guardian Deity who stood at the pinnacle of this world's power, only to