Xia Ping had decided to stay at Black Moon Tower for the time being, but that didn't mean he intended to waste his time there.
After all, Black Moon Tower was a trial tower with plenty of training facilities. He could also use the Martial Dao Simulation Space to fight powerful martial artists and terrifying monsters, gaining valuable combat experience.
It was, in short, an excellent training ground.
So Xia Ping began training hard at Black Moon Tower, constantly honing his martial arts.
But this left the black-market figures tasked with watching him feeling miserable. A week passed in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it! When is that kid going to leave Black Moon Tower?"
One of the black-market figures was thoroughly fed up. They'd spent a week stationed around Black Moon Tower, keeping watch around the clock in case Desolate slipped away. They couldn't afford to let their guard down for even a moment, and their nerves were constantly on edge.
By now, every one of them had developed dark circles under their eyes from lack of sleep. They had no idea how much longer they could keep this up.
If there hadn't been so many of them, allowing them to work in shifts, they might have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
"Exactly. It's been a whole week. Why hasn't that kid made a move? He's actually staying at Black Moon Tower and training hard. Is he crazy?"
"How could he dare come out? With so many black-market forces gathered here, that bastard would be scared to death."
"Wait a second. If he never comes out, doesn't that mean we'll be stuck waiting here for nothing, wasting our time?"
"Relax. There's no way he can stay at Black Moon Tower for the rest of his life. One night's