Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 167: The Third Prince’s Test

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: The Third Prince’s Test

Deep into the night, Wyatt Barnes summoned Fill Bear and handed him a large sum of bank checks.

"Take these fifty million USD checks and continue buying those materials I told you to purchase at full force." Wyatt Barnes ordered.

Fifty million USD?

Fill Bear was stunned. Where could the young master have gotten so much money from?

Nevertheless, being the smart man he was, he didn’t ask any further and respectfully accepted the bank checks, "Yes, Young Master."

Returning to his room, Wyatt Barnes used up the last of the materials Fill Bear had purchased previously and re-etched a ’Bone Corrosion Inscription’ on his Purple Emperor Soft Sword.

Today, he had truly witnessed the power of the ’Bone Corrosion Inscription’!

Even the old man by the side of the Third Prince, a powerful existence at Level Eight of the Original Infant Realm, didn’t have time to react and fell right into the trap...

His whole skeleton was reduced to ashes, he was dead beyond dead!

To Wyatt Barnes, the Bone Corrosion Inscription was his ’life-saving talisman’.

One could imagine, without the ’Bone Corrosion Inscription’ tonight, he would have been killed by that old man by the Third Prince’s side.

"Third Prince, your gift today has been noted by me, Wyatt Barnes."

A flash of cold light streaked across Wyatt’s eyes.

Regaining his breath, Wyatt practised the ’Mad Python Transformation’ from Nine Dragons War Sovereign until late into the night, before eventually falling asleep.

The next morning, Wyatt Barnes attended class as usual in the ’Star System’ classroom.

In the meantime, someone sought out Enzo Hawkins.

After stepping out for a while, Enzo Hawkins returned. His gaze at Wyatt Barnes was peculiar, "Wyatt Barnes, come with me."

Although Wyatt found this strange, he still followed Master Hawkins out.

"Master, do you need something from me?" Wyatt asked in confusion.

"Someone wants to meet you." Enzo Hawkins answered.

As Wyatt Barnes wondered who wanted to meet him, Enzo Hawkins had already brought him to a vacant lot in one corner of the martial arts academy. There, a luxurious carriage was parked.

On either side of the carriage, two old men stood.

Using his experience as the reincarnated Martial Emperor and powerful mental strength, Wyatt Barnes could tell that the strength of these two old men was no less than that of the old man he had killed with the ’Bone Corrosion Inscription’ last night.

"Go ahead." Enzo Hawkins nodded at Wyatt Barnes, "I’ll wait for you here."

Wyatt walked over with curiosity. Once he entered the carriage, he froze.

The person inside the carriage was none other than the ’Third Prince’, whom he had just met yesterday.

However, within a single night, the Third Prince’s face had lost all of its laughter from the day before and was looking gloomy.

"Third Prince, you wanted to see me?" Wyatt Barnes casually sat down inside the carriage, raising an eyebrow.

"Wyatt Barnes, let’s be straightforward... Uncle Diaz never returned after leaving last night. Was he killed by your people?" The Third Prince looked at Wyatt Barnes, his eyes flashed like lightning, focusing intently on Wyatt Barnes, observing every change on Wyatt’s face, fearing he would miss the slightest detail.

Upon hearing this, Wyatt Barnes looked ’surprised’ and ’puzzled’, "Third Prince, who is Uncle Diaz?"

"Huh?" The Third Prince’s eyebrows furrowed, he had been closely observing Wyatt Barnes’ facial expressions, but he found that when he brought up Uncle Diaz’s matter, there was nothing suspicious about Wyatt’s reactions.

Could it really have nothing to do with this Wyatt Barnes?

Impossible!

Yesterday, he had sent Uncle Diaz to kill this Wyatt Barnes.

However, Uncle Diaz never returned after leaving, as if he had evaporated into thin air...

If it was just Uncle Diaz’s disappearance, he would have just lost an Original Infant Realm Level Eight martial artist. At most, he would mourn for a while.

Uncle Diaz, however, held another identity - he was his butler, managing his personal fortune.

What he urgently wanted to find at the moment was the Storage Ring in Uncle Diaz’s possession!

If that Storage Ring was lost, it would mean that seventy to eighty million USD had been wasted, and his days to come would be difficult...

Although he was a prince, he had to personally cover all the expenses of his residence.

Moreover, if he wanted more people to support his ascent to the throne in the future, he would need to use that money to establish relationships...

"Third Prince, why do you look so gloomy? Did something happen?" Wyatt Barnes looked ’surprised’, inquiring curiously.

"Wyatt Barnes, it’s not a big deal if you killed Uncle Diaz... I can let it slide! However, you must hand over his ’Storage Ring’... otherwise, you should know the consequences!" The Third Prince’s face darkened, threatening Wyatt towards the end.

He still wanted to take a gamble and probe whether the ’Storage Ring’ was in Wyatt Barnes’ possession.

"Third Prince, what do you mean? Someone died in your house and you want to blame me?" Wyatt’s face darkened and he burst into anger, "As for the Storage Ring you mentioned, I know nothing about it... Excuse me!"

After saying his piece, Wyatt Barnes left without looking back, walked down from the carriage, and left straightaway.

The Third Prince’s face turned extremely ugly.

Was it really not him?

Then who was it...

Uncle Diaz was his confidant, he was certain, unless something happened to Uncle Diaz, he would never play ’hide and seek’.

"Whoever it was, I’ll make sure they have no place to be buried!" The always approachable Third Prince now had a horrific face and looked like a demon...

Soon, the luxurious carriage of the Third Prince was seen leaving under the watchful eyes of Wyatt Barnes and Master Hawkins.

"Wyatt Barnes, why did the Third Prince want to see you?"

Enzo Hawkins asked curiously.

"I don’t know...he just told me that Uncle Diaz, one of his house servants, died, and something about a Storage Ring...It was all gibberish."

Wyatt Barnes gave a shrug, his face innocent.

He wasn’t surprised that the Third Prince came looking for him; he just didn’t expect the prince to react so quickly and so fiercely.

It seems, the sum of USD he had taken meant a lot to the Third Prince; it might even hold great significance.

"Uncle Diaz? A Storage Ring?"

Enzo Hawkins was startled, then speculated, "As far as I know, the housekeeper of the Third Prince’s mansion is called ’Cruz Three’...Could it be that Cruz Three has died? This man was one of the most trusted by the Third Prince, and he was responsible for the entire wealth of the Prince’s Mansion."

"Could it be that Cruz Three died, and the Storage Ring with the wealth of the Third Prince’s Mansion has disappeared with him?"

Wyatt Barnes widened his eyes and pretended to be surprised.

"Probably. It’s enough you know this; make sure not to spread the word...otherwise, it’ll invite unnecessary trouble. That Third Prince is nothing if not crafty."

Enzo Hawkins wore a serious expression as he warned Wyatt.

"Got it, teacher."

Wyatt Barnes nodded quickly, his eyes flashing briefly of intense light.

Naturally, he knew the Third Prince was not a simple character as he saw on the banquet last night.

In fact, the moment he saw the Third Prince today, he had guessed the prince’s intentions.

When the Third Prince abruptly mentioned that Wyatt was connected with the death of Cruz Three, Wyatt saw the unmistakable burning gaze...}}

He naturally guessed the purpose of the Third Prince.

Undoubtedly, the prince wanted to test him to see if he was really involved in the disappearance of Cruz Three...

It’s a shame that the prince’s attempt to catch him in a flaw simply wasted his efforts.

As the master warrior of a previous life, he wouldn’t be victim to such amateurish tactics.

Thinking of the Third Prince’s last few words, a smile couldn’t help but emerge from Wyatt’s heart.

Did the prince really think he could force Wyatt to relinquish what he had already taken?

Is that even possible?

Wyatt Barnes and Enzo Hawkins returned to the classroom and continued their class.

At lunchtime, after class was dismissed, Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair came over, "Wyatt, why did Master Hawkins ask you to step out just now?"

Wyatt Barnes shook his head with a smile, "Nothing much, he just mentioned something about a possible conflict in the Northwest Border...He asked if I would be interested in going in case the Holy Martial Academy ’Star System’ needed to send people."

Wyatt mentioned a conversation that he had with Enzo Hawkins a few days prior.

As an excuse.

Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair believed his words, and Seeker sighed, "Normally, only third-year students and above get the opportunity to go if there’s a need to send people...Master Hawkins asking you this undoubtedly means he’s considering recommending you when the time comes."

"Perhaps."

Wyatt Barnes nodded in agreement.

"Wyatt Barnes, did you gain anything from yesterday’s banquet at the Third Prince’s mansion? I wager he is actively trying to win you over?"

Remi remembered yesterday’s event and asked with a laugh.

Win him over?

A strange look appeared on Wyatt’s face...

The Third Prince who wished him dead, trying to win him over?

Of course, he wouldn’t speak of this, and replied with a slight smile, "The biggest gain from yesterday was probably seeing the most beautiful woman in the Imperial City."

The most beautiful woman in the Imperial City?

Remi and Seeker’s eyes lit up, "You met Princess Irene?"

Wyatt nodded.

"If I had known, I would have tagged along yesterday just for the excitement."

Remi wore a regretful expression.

"You really wanted to join in the excitement? It seems I must tell Clover all about this next time I see her."

A faint, wicked smile crossed Wyatt’s lips.

The ’Clover’ he mentioned was Mustafa Rowan’s sister, Clover Rowan.

Remi shot Wyatt a glare, and asked curiously, "How is she? Is ’Princess Irene’ beautiful?"

Wyatt nodded, "She lives up to her reputation...I would say her beauty is comparable to your sister’s."

Remi was taken aback.

He knew about his sister’s beauty. Helen Sinclair was, undoubtedly, exceptionally gorgeous.

"What? Remi, is your sister a beauty who can stand on the same rank as Princess Irene?"

Seeker’s eyes lit up like those of a starved wolf.

"Seeker, don’t you get any ideas about my sister. There’s someone in her heart already."

Remi laughed and shook his head.

"That’s not a problem at all. I’ll prove to her that I’m ten-fold, hundred-fold better than the one she’s interested in!"

In Seeker’s eyes, whoever Helen was interested in, must be from Aurora City.

In terms of aptitude, strength, and family background, none could match up to him.

As a legitimate son of the Sinclair Clan, Seeker had great confidence in this...

"Are you sure you’re ten, a hundred times better than he is?"

Remi’s expression seemed a bit odd.

"What, are there other ’freaks’ in Aurora City besides Wyatt and you?"

Seeker was startled and asked curiously.

Remi just shook his head.

"Then you mean..."

Before Seeker could finish his sentence, he noticed that Remi had cast a meaningful glance at Wyatt.