"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.

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

before them bore little resemblance to the esteemed figure they had

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

are you sure he's the Wein Sage?" Garrett's frown

that on the grandmaster rankings, the Wein Sage's position

someone of such high stature appeared as destitute as a

just sparred with Mr. Lent.

itself. If it weren't Mr. Lent, with his

subtly boosted Garrett's ego and diffused any

asked, "So, is

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

casually. "Mr. Lent is

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

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

to join forces to suppress

Garrett's wife, was still on her way and couldn't join them immediately. Therefore, he had to be patient for the

how about we get down to business?" Dustin, who had been quietly observing, finally

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

"Sure."

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

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