Against Common Sense

Once curfew began.

As the sky over the entire T-one district darkened, a strange black building rose from the central area like a massive round pillar.

People called it the City Lord Tower.

At the top of the City Lord Tower, inside a vast room filled with dim light, seven figures sat separately in enormous chairs, their faces obscured.

Bang!

One figure slammed a hand heavily onto the armrest. "I cleared out the ginseng on West Mountain, and he didn't even go dig for it?!"

Another said, "I increased the strength of the beasts on Beast Mountain, and he wiped them all out!"

Yet another said, "Good thing I checked Beast Mountain just now. Otherwise, he would've made a killing this round, and we'd have been giving him help in his hour of need!"

The figure seated beneath the Chinese character "six" said, "How is he still this strong even after reaching the Brain Realm?"

Then.

All seven figures turned to look at the fat man in a suit kneeling on one knee below them. Their gazes shot out like sharp swords as they said in unison, "Boss Zhao, we told you to keep a close eye on him, yet you know nothing!"

The fat man in the suit trembled slightly. "My lords, I had my words all prepared and was eagerly waiting at Ginseng Mountain, but he didn't come. He went to mow down Beast Mountain instead. With his way of thinking and the speed at which his strength is growing, how am I supposed to keep up?"

The figure seated beneath the Chinese character "three" pondered, "It seems it won't be easy for us to defeat him here!"

The figure marked with the number "four" said, "We don't need to defeat him. We can secretly trip him up,