After robbing that magic artifact shop, the blue-clad young man led his subordinates on a sweeping rampage. Countless shops along the way fell victim to him, forced to sell off great quantities of treasures at the price of one coin apiece.
Countless owners wailed in misery, torn between grief and fury, yet none dared resist.
"My heavens, is this the legendary Wu Wudi? He truly is steeped in evil, a born scoundrel! He bullies merchants, tyrannizes the market, preys on men and women alike—there's no evil deed he wouldn't commit!"
Someone cried out in anguish.
"My pill shop! I painstakingly imported the goods from outside and spent ten million Universal Coins. I was supposed to make a killing, but now it's gone, all gone! That bastard bought it all for a hundred Universal Coins. He's gone too far!"
A fat shop owner lay sprawled on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears.
"You only lost ten million Universal Coins—what the hell is that? My magic artifact shop had a family heirloom artifact in it. At auction, it would have been worth at least fifty million Universal Coins, but he forcibly bought it for a hundred coins. He's simply not human!"
Someone else was overcome with rage and grief.
"Damn it, how can no one deal with such an evil bastard?"
"That bastard only picks on the weak and fears the strong. He didn't dare touch the shops belonging to the major powers and big merchants. He specifically targets little shops like ours with no backing."
"Shameless beyond measure! Does a mighty expert of the Lightning Tribulation Realm really need to rob people of such things? He has no shame at all."
"That wicked bastard will get struck by lightning sooner or later."
Quite a few shop owners complained and