At that moment, news that Xia Ping had left Far East City and headed into the wilderness sent shockwaves through the city. Countless people learned of it, especially members of various criminal organizations, who grew eager to make a move.
Take the Black Tiger Gang, for example. It was the largest gang in Far East City, and also a criminal organization in the real world. Its members had killed countless people, struck fear into the hearts of all, and numbered many.
"Boss, that fraud Wu Wudi finally left the city."
"Haha, we've waited so long for him. At last, we've got our chance."
"I hear he published a book that sold over a hundred million copies. He must be worth at least seven billion Universal Coins by now."
"Damn, how is that bastard so good at making money? Our Black Tiger Gang works ourselves to the bone, risking our necks every day, and we still haven't made that much. He just writes a few things and gets rich enough to stuff himself silly. That's outrageous."
"Heh, isn't that even better? A rich man like him with no strength to speak of is the biggest lamb to the slaughter. If we catch him and demand a ransom, we might make tens of billions ourselves."
The Black Tiger Gang members' eyes gleamed with cruelty and greed. Every one of them wished they could grab Xia Ping right away, extort him, and plunder his wealth.
A fortune of tens of billions of Universal Coins was simply staggering. Normally, only major clans could afford that much, and their members were all top experts.
But Wu Wudi seemed to be only at the Purple Mansion Realm. If someone like him wasn't a fat sheep, then who was?
Wu Wudi might be famous, but in the