After Bruno left, the room fell into a brief silence. Elena stared at the unconscious Tursos and sighed deeply.

"Master, Bruno just joined the martial arts hall not long ago. He doesn't know much about things yet. Is it really okay to let him handle the underground fight business?" Elena asked with a hint of concern. It wasn't that she thought Bruno was trying to take over her management. If anything, she'd like things to be a bit easier so she could focus on her own practice of the Meditation Technique.

She knew Bruno's talent, and she also knew that having another strong fighter in the Gaston Martial Arts Hall would be a good thing for the future.

Nell glanced at Britney before speaking, "You... you finally have a newcomer, and now you want to help him avoid all the trouble?"

"Tursos is the same," Nell continued. "But after Tarnison died, Bruno doesn't have much pressure on him anymore. That's not good for his growth."

If he could, Nell would have kept Tarnison around to serve as a "grinding stone" for Bruno. Although he had never encountered a genius quite like Bruno before, Nell had lived long enough to see many talented individuals fall before their time.

Their path as Warlock-Warriors had been too smooth. A few years ago, one of the other factions of the Infernal Cult had a brilliant young talent who reached High Rank Meditation Technique at the age of eighteen.

That guy was truly exceptional—he became a 12-stage Warlock-Warrior in less than three years. But a flower that blooms in a greenhouse, no matter how beautiful, is too fragile.

Six months ago, this highly-anticipated genius died during an expedition. The cause of death was somewhat laughable—he had easily trusted a stranger, fallen for a woman's trap, and was killed with a specially crafted ice pick to the heart.

Nell's gaze hardened at the thought, and he spoke firmly, "Business doesn't matter. Even if Bruno messes it up, it's fine."

"People don't remember lectures, they only remember lessons."

Elena nodded lightly. It seemed that her master was preparing to help Bruno clean up the mess.

In District 8, at the Black Blood Bar, by the bar counter.

It was daytime now, and the lower-class people from District 3 were working hard at menial labor, with no time to waste on leisure.

There weren't many people in the bar. At the counter, two women sat with a bartender.

"Scarlett, are you sure the news is true? Elena is going to take on other businesses?" A woman with a voluptuous figure and a pair of breasts that seemed ready to burst out of her clothes idly traced the edge of her glass with a finger.

Next to her sat a tall, cold-faced woman in black leather, her long legs crossed, who answered, "It's true. The explosion in District 9 caused quite a stir. Elena is going to handle the more troublesome businesses."

"The new guy at the martial arts hall is named Bruno. He just became Master Gaston's disciple not long ago."

Scarlett briefly explained Bruno's details. As for the woman who had asked, she raised her glass and drank it in one go. Every movement of hers highlighted her stunning figure, especially her large breasts, which bounced with each motion, drawing attention.

"Jessica, where are Blake and Evan?" Scarlett asked, frowning.

The busty Jessica lazily responded, "I don't know. I've already told them."

"Blake is probably just waking up from some woman's bed," she added with a nonchalant smile.

The Black Blood Bar in District 8 had four main managers: the highest-ranking Scarlett, who directly reported to Elena, the "charming busty" Jessica, who handled special services inside the bar, and below them, Blake and Evan, who took care of the underground gambling and underground fight rings.

For the people in District 3, long-term plans or goals didn't matter much. Alcohol, sex, and violence were what truly brought them joy and excitement.

So, the Black Blood Bar had great business in District 9, making a lot of money for the martial arts hall every month.

At that moment, the bar's door was slammed open, and a disheveled man swaggered in. He flopped down beside Jessica, his eyes immediately catching sight of the generous display of cleavage.

"Sorry I'm late. The new guy shouldn't have arrived yet, right?" Blake said, giving his waist a slap.

Moments later, a young man dressed in formal attire with gold-rimmed glasses, carrying an air of quietness, walked in.

All the important members of the Black Blood Bar had gathered.

Scarlett took a deep breath and spoke, "Everyone, Master Bruno should be here soon. Be mindful and don't leave a bad impression."

Jessica silently pulled her collar down, while Blake wiped lipstick off his face.

"I heard this Master Bruno is only sixteen and just joined the martial arts hall. He probably doesn't know much about things, does he?"

"Especially since we just merged the underground fight business in District 9, and now we're in trouble. A young guy who doesn't know anything might make things even worse," Blake said bluntly.

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the bar turned heavy.

Even Scarlett felt that Bruno would struggle to manage things here. After all, he was too young, his strength wasn't impressive, and he didn't have the authority to earn everyone's trust.

On top of that, the actions from Herdman Count's side, even Elena herself would need to spend considerable time and energy handling them.

Evan, who was responsible for the underground fight scene, lightly adjusted his glasses and whispered, "Master Bruno was assigned by the martial arts hall. No matter how he manages things, we should follow his lead."

Jessica scoffed, "You might want to follow him. After all, if we let Blood Wolf continue, no one's going to dare step into the ring anymore."

"As for my responsibilities... a sixteen-year-old kid, probably hasn't even lost his virginity yet, what can he understand?"

Scarlett furrowed her brows and coldly snapped, "Enough, shut up!"

At that moment, two figures slowly appeared at the bar's entrance.

Bruno entered the bar, with Elise by his side.

After leaving the hospital, Elise had contacted him, saying her mother only needed some time to rest, and she was ready to help Bruno with his work.

After all, she still owed the martial arts hall 3,000 gold coins, and she and her mother would need some money to cover daily expenses.

Bruno was more than happy to accept. Elise had already reached 6-stage Warlock-Warrior, and she was definitely one of his strongest allies.

As soon as Bruno stepped into the bar, it went completely silent.

Scarlett quickly stood up, followed by Jessica and Evan. Blake stayed seated, eyeing Bruno before standing up quickly when he saw Elise.

"You must be Master Bruno, right? I'm Scarlett. Elena mentioned you to me," Scarlett said, taking the initiative to speak.

She briefly introduced the others and their roles.

Bruno didn't say anything. He simply nodded slightly at Scarlett before sitting down at the bar with Elise.

"I'll have the bar's top-seller, and a juice for the lady here," Bruno said, lightly tapping the table and pointing at Elise.

The bartender immediately got to work, moving with skilled precision.

Except for Scarlett, everyone else frowned, feeling somewhat ignored.

Time passed little by little. When the bartender finally handed over the drink, Bruno took a small sip before turning his head to look at the four important members of the Black Blood Bar. He said, in a calm voice, "Don't mind me. Just do your thing. I'm here to see how things run around here today."

At these words, Blake immediately spoke up with displeasure, "Master, the situation is urgent. In the past few days, Herdman Viscount's Blood Wolf has won many matches in a row."

"Our people are either left crippled by Blood Wolf or dead on the ring. The gamblers are all betting on Blood Wolf to win, and if we lower the odds any further, we'll start losing more customers."

Bruno heard this and slowly walked over to Blake. He sniffed the air before speaking with a flat expression, "Are you in a hurry? I can smell more than one type of perfume on you, and there's lipstick on your face you didn't clean off. Looks like you had quite the time last night?"

Blake's face shifted slightly.

He had tried to use the urgency of the situation to pressure Bruno, hoping to force the young and inexperienced Bruno into seeking their help and asking for advice. If Bruno had done what he hoped, he could have easily manipulated him in the future.

But he hadn't expected Bruno to immediately shut him down without saying another word.

"Master, you're joking," Blake said, forcing a smile. "I was just under a lot of pressure, needed to unwind for once."

In that moment, Blake realized that this sixteen-year-old might not be as foolish as he had thought.

Bruno smiled and turned his attention to Scarlett. "Tell me about Blood Wolf."

Scarlett explained that Blood Wolf wasn't from District 3. He was a well-known fighter in the Stanford Count Arena, a 5-stage Martial Power User with High Rank breathing techniques. He was skilled with all kinds of weapons and hand-to-hand combat.

Blood Wolf's fighting style was incredibly brutal. Just a few days ago, in the underground fights in District 9, he had badly injured several fighters, and one had died on the spot.

"The situation is indeed troublesome. Blood Wolf will definitely show up again tonight. If he wins again, we'll take a big hit," Scarlett sighed deeply.

"Yeah, Master," Blake nodded. "Our people are too afraid to step into the ring. Few can defeat Blood Wolf at his level."

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