"Who the hell are you? Tell us your name!" Garrett's face tensed as he frowned.

Despite his attack, the beggar remained unruffled and composed. Not only did the beggar's counterattack neutralize Garrett's strike, but it also sent him stumbling back.

Garrett realized the beggar's skill surpassed his. It was hard for him to fathom how someone so unassuming could wield such power.

"Ah... excellent wine!" The drunkard remained indifferent to Garrett's question and fully engrossed in his drink.

Sensing Garrett's mounting frustration, Hank stepped in. "Let's not get worked up, gentlemen."

He stood between the two parties with a smile. "You know what they say about a friendly spar can break the ice. After our little tussle earlier, I bet we all better understand each other now. Allow me to make the introductions."

With a gesture toward the drunkard, he said, "This gentleman here is the esteemed Mr. Willard Lent. He is also known as the Wein Sage. I'm sure many of you are familiar with his reputation."

"Wait! He is Willard Lent, the Wein Sage?"

The others couldn't hide their surprise.

Willard was a well-known figure in the martial world. Rumors abound of his insatiable love for wine and his indifference to fame, fortune, and power. Yet, his martial prowess was unrivaled.

He was ranked at the forefront among grandmaster martial artists.

Willard was infamous for his elusive behavior. It was characterized by movements akin to a phantom marked by unmatched stealth and agility.

locate him had proven futile. Hence, stumbling upon him at today's gathering was quite

figure they had envisioned. After all, he looked

Garrett earlier, they might not have believed that this ragged beggar was indeed the

he's the Wein Sage?" Garrett's frown deepened

knew that on the grandmaster rankings, the Wein Sage's position surpassed even

why someone of such high stature appeared as destitute as

you've just sparred with Mr. Lent. What

a smile, Hank added, "You can try to assume a role, but genuine strength always reveals itself. If it weren't Mr.

were tactful. He subtly boosted Garrett's ego

asked, "So, is Willard

"Wein Sage enjoys his drink. He likely got sidetracked on his way here. Elder Mason, I'm sorry for his

Garrett replied casually. "Mr. Lent is a big shot. A little tardiness won't ruffle any

annoyed by Willard's behavior, Garrett refrained from confronting him due to the

bout, Garrett clearly understood Willard's capabilities. He knew he wouldn't stand a

require both Cosmos Demons to join forces to suppress him

still on her way and couldn't join them immediately.

how about we get down to business?"

interested in the martial world's conflicts among these individuals. But his primary concern was uncovering any schemes

"Sure."

you is a top-tier martial artist, respected and valued by the Hall of

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