Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 166: Made a Fortune!

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Made a Fortune!

The Third Prince took a deep breath and scanned the remaining young talents indifferently, saying lightly, "Everyone, this evening’s banquet ends here. You may all leave."

The group of young men picked up on the Third Prince’s suppressed anger and respectfully acknowledged, turning to leave.

Emerging from the building at the center of the lake, Wyatt Barnes gently released Princess Irene’s hand and apologized with a smile, "Princess, I apologize for my indiscretion."

Princess Irene’s heart quivered.

Even she didn’t know why a faint sense of loss rose in her heart when Wyatt Barnes released her hand.

"It’s alright."

Princess Irene gave a gentle shake of her head, her cheeks still flushed.

The pair, a young man and woman as striking as a golden boy and a jade girl, began a leisurely walk around the artificial lake...

"I apologize to you on behalf of my Third Elder Brother regarding today’s events... Third Elder Brother wasn’t always like this, I don’t know why he’s been targeting you specifically."

Princess Irene heaved a gentle sigh.

The corners of Wyatt Barnes’s mouth curled up slightly.

Even he didn’t know why the Third Prince was targeting him...

How could he know that the Third Prince’s inherent mistrust deems him a ’threat’ and resolved to eliminate him after realizing he can’t control this ’unfathomable’ Wyatt.

Sometimes, for those in the imperial family, wanting to get rid of someone can be that simple, without any reason necessary.

Following that, both remained silent, peacefully taking a stroll around the artificial lake.

"Alright then, Princess. It’s time for me to leave."

Wyatt Barker smiled and nodded at Princess Irene. For this kind-hearted girl, he had a certain fondness in his heart.

"Yes."

Princess Irene nodded lightly, before immediately asking, "Will we... see each other again?"

"There will be a chance."

Wyatt Barnes nodded, then turned and left.

Watching Wyatt’s retreating back, Princess Irene released a breath and sighed deeply...

"Irene, you can’t have feelings for him."

A figure appeared next to Princess Irene seemingly out of nowhere.

"Third Brother, why not?"

Princess Irene looked over at the Third Prince standing next to her, a hint of reluctance shimmering in her eyes.

"He is not suitable for you."

The Third Prince’s answer was simple.

"Not suitable?"

A hint of bitterness flickered across Princess Irene’s face as she shook her head then her tone became slightly colder. "Thank you for your hospitality over these past few days, Third Brother. Early tomorrow morning, I will return to the palace. Please make preparations for my departure."

The Third Prince’s brow furrowed.

He could see, his sister had clearly developed feelings for that young man.

"Uncle Hu, take care of it cleanly. I don’t want any future trouble."

Suddenly, the Third Prince spoke, as though speaking to the air.

"Yes!"

An old voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, an elderly figure disappeared into the night.

After leaving the Third Prince’s house, Wyatt Barnes headed back to his own residence.

"I never thought... I would be this charming..."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

He noticed the ’affection’ in Princess Irene’s eyes when she looked at him, but he had no other intention towards her.

Perhaps it was due to Princess Irene’s complicated status, or perhaps it was because of the two girls back at home.

"Let everything go as it will."

With a shake of his head, Wyatt decided not to dwell on it any further.

After half an hour of walking, Wyatt Barnes had already made it half-way home, and had just cut through a secluded alley as a shortcut.

Suddenly, Wyatt felt the two small pythons under his sleeve becoming agitated.

Immediately, Wyatt stopped in his tracks, his face alert.

Just then, his strong spiritual sense vaguely detected the gaze of a pair of eyes stalking him from the shadows...

"Who goes there?"

Wyatt’s face changed.

"Not bad, you actually noticed my presence despite only being at the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm... I must admit, you’re quite special."

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the alley. Under the moonlight, the old man’s face completely revealed itself to Wyatt Barnes.

"It’s you!"

Wyatt’s face changed.

The old man standing before him wasn’t the one who had been standing behind the Third Prince during dinner?

"If I’m not mistaken, there should be some secrets about you... Even my Origin Force vocalization can’t harm you. How peculiar."

The old man slowly approached him, his sparkling eyes revealing a strange glow.

"Did the Third Prince send you?"

Wyatt Barnes took a deep breath. Using his reincarnated Martial Emperor experience and the spiritual power comparable to a warrior in the Original Infant Realm, he was able to somewhat sense the elderly man’s cultivation level...

This old man, although not as powerful as the Godly Might Marquis ’Atharv Nigel’, was no pushover either.

He was at the least a Seventh-Order Original Infant Realm martial artist, and possibly even a Level Eight Original Infant tenement!

The old man didn’t answer Wyatt’s question. Instead, he continued to slowly approach him.

"I want to know the reason why."

Wyatt’s eyes flashed a stern light as he spoke, his tone suppressed yet stern.

"The reason is... you are too conspicuous and have made the prince feel threatened! Plus, you should never disrespect the princess."

The old man’s voice sounded as if it came from the depths of the underworld, exuding an icy coldness that chills the bones.

Being explicit?

Not supposed to disrespect the princess?

Is this a reason?

Wyatt Barnes’s expression darkened. How was the Third Prince’s actions any different from murder?

Before this, although he had realized that the Third Prince might not like him, he had never thought that the Third Prince would want him dead...

A hint of anger emerged on Wyatt Barnes’s face.

Next, Wyatt Barnes locked his icy gaze onto the old man and coldly said, "I’ll give you a chance, back down promptly...Otherwise, your death is assured!"

In Wyatt Barnes’s hand there were only two ’Bone-Nibbling Inscriptions’ that could generally kill a martial artist in the Original Infant Realm. He didn’t want to waste one for nothing.

That would cost millions of USD!

Even if he only used one, he would still remorse for a long time.

That’s why he was giving the old man a chance now. If the old man didn’t know better, even if it caused him further pain, for his own life’s sake, he would use the ’Bone-Nibbling Inscription’ to kill the man!

Money once lost, can be earned again...

Once life is lost, everything is gone!

"Utterly shameless! I would like to see how you could take my life."

The old man sneered, apparently not taking Wyatt Barnes’s warning to heart, only thinking that Wyatt Barnes was trying to buy time by bluffing.

Suddenly, he made his move.

Fast as lightning, striking like a wind, he transformed into a giant eagle, swooping straight towards Wyatt Barnes!

Wyatt Barnes could only feel a powerful momentum sweeping over him, leaving him gasping, almost suffocating...

He could vaguely see above the old man’s head, eleven hundred shadowy images of ancient giant elephants coalescing...

"The Eighth Level of the Original Infant Realm!"

Wyatt Barnes’s face darkened.

Bang!

The old man struck from afar with a palm. Origin Force slowly coalesced, with the palm imprint gradually taking form...

"Humph! If you insist on seeking death, I will grant your wish!"

Wyatt Barnes coldly snorted. His hand swept toward his waist, and the Purple Emperor Soft Sword soared out...

The moment the old man’s palm imprint took form, Wyatt Barnes also activated the ’Bone-Nibbling Inscription’ on the Purple Emperor Soft Sword!

Hmm!

In an instant, a grey brilliance started pulsing over the blade of the Purple Emperor Soft Sword. The light was as fast as lightning, shooting straight out.

"No!"

The old man’s pupils constricted. However, by the time he reacted, the grey light had already pierced into his body.

In an instant.

"Ahh!"

The old man’s horrifying scream sent chills down even Wyatt Barnes’s spine...

This ’Bone-Nibbling Inscription’ was far too overbearing!

The next moment, the old man’s cry ceased abruptly, his body trembled, and his Origin Force dissipated.

Not only that, the old man’s body seemed to flux abruptly into goo, instantly ’collapsing,’ his entire skeleton was completely corroded, vanishing without a trace.

Despite Wyatt Barnes having killed many before, this sight still nauseated him...

This was the first time he had witnessed such a method of death!

It was as if the entire skeleton had turned to ash, leaving behind only skin and muscle...

Whoosh!

Not willing to look at it any longer, Wyatt Barnes quickly activated the red flame, turning the old man’s unsightly corpse into ashes.

In the end, Wyatt Barnes found the old man’s ’Storage Ring’ among the ashes and then left.

On the way, Wyatt Barnes claimed the Storage Ring as his own.

"Damn!"

When Wyatt Barnes saw everything inside the Storage Ring, his face flushed, and he couldn’t help cursing.

Inside the Storage Ring, a large pile of bank checks was neatly placed, most with a face value of ’ten thousand USD’.

Wyatt Barnes roughly estimated that the value of the bank checks inside the Storage Ring totaled at least seventy or eighty million USD!

"Could he be the steward of the Third Prince’s Mansion?"

Wyatt Barnes was ecstatic and speculated to himself.

"Third Prince, you’ve truly given me a generous gift this time."

A smile spread across Wyatt Barnes’s face. "Luckily, the old man didn’t back down. Otherwise, I would have missed this seventy or eighty million USD."

Thinking back to what had happened, Wyatt Barnes had a lingering fear.

One could only imagine, if the old man knew Wyatt Barnes’s current thoughts, he would not rest even in the Netherworld.

"One ’Bone-Nibbling Inscription’ costs at most three million USD...This ’transaction’ really paid off!"

On his way back home, Wyatt Barnes was all smiles.

Three million USD in return for seventy to eighty million in bank checks, he had made a huge profit.

"As for Thundery Barnes, he controls so many businesses in the Barnes Family, he must have quite a substantial fortune... If he continues to bother me, he can’t blame me for being ruthless."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Wyatt Barnes’s mouth, a touch of greed sparkling in his eyes.

What happened tonight had given him a taste of profit...

"And that Fifth Prince, I’m sure his steward must be really wealthy too?"

Murmuring to himself, Wyatt Barnes noticed that he had arrived back at his house.

Since they were informed in advance, the three ladies at home didn’t worry much about Wyatt Barnes...However, upon his return, the two young girls curiously came over to ask about what happened at the banquet.

Naturally, Wyatt Barnes would not tell them the truth; otherwise, they would start worrying again.

Additionally, if he mentioned ’Princess Irene,’ Jovie, this little vinegar jar, would undoubtedly get jealous again...