About twenty minutes later, the silent middle-aged man in front of Kaede Sato finally stopped. With the help of the lamp on the wall of the secret passage, he saw that there was no path ahead. It was just a dark wall.
Seeing this, Kaede Sato secretly placed his finger on the pokeball that contained the Swamp Monster. His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who had stopped in front of him.
If the middle-aged man made any rash moves, Sheyan would not hesitate to release the Swamp Monster and smash it into pieces. In this narrow terrain, the Swamp Monster was almost invincible.
Although the middle-aged man's ability to approach him silently was terrifying, now that the man was exposed, the threat level was greatly reduced. Kaede Sato was confident that he could face the man head-on.
Moreover, the Swamp Monster also had an earth attribute. With its excellent ability to control the energy of the earth, it was no different from moving through water. As long as the man was there, Kaede Sato was not worried that he would be buried alive.
This secluded and narrow underground space was undoubtedly the best place to kill and rob. This was a place where the law could not control, and any identity was worthless. Here, only the fist was useful.
Perhaps the middle-aged man sensed the threat coming from Kaede Sato, so he paused for a moment. Then, he started walking again. He walked to the wall at the end of the secret passage and pressed on a certain spot on the wall.
In the next second, the part of the wall that the middle-aged man pressed on suddenly caved in. Then, the sound of a mechanism activating echoed in the secret passage.
Then, under Kaede Sato's thoughtful gaze, the wall at the end of the secret passage began to split in half and slowly opened up. Then, an incandescent underground room appeared before Kaede Sato's eyes.
At the same time, a thick smell of blood wafted out from the inside. Kaede Sato was not used to the sudden bright light. He squinted his eyes and his pupils shrunk to the size of a needle.
"Please, my guest, all my best goods are here."
At this time, the middle-aged man turned around and showed a pale smile to Kaede Sato. Then, he made a gesture of inviting him to come over.
However, when the middle-aged man saw that Kaede Sato did not intend to move, or rather, that Kaede Sato did not want to stand in front of him, he stopped smiling and stepped into the basement before Kaede Sato.
Seeing this, Kaede Sato's eyes flickered as thoughts flashed through his mind. After his eyes gradually adjusted to the strong light, he stepped forward and followed the middle-aged man in front of him.
For the middle-aged man, Kaede Sato was a very troublesome guest. Although Kaede Sato brought a letter of introduction from the Rocket's old customer, he still didn't trust Kaede Sato.
The reason was simple. As a middle-aged man who had dealt with the Alliance's trainers countless times, he smelled a trace of the "dirty" smell from Kaede Sato.
However, Kaede Sato had shown calmness, ruthlessness, and sophistication since he entered the room and followed him into the secret passage. These made the middle-aged man suspicious of Kaede Sato's identity as an undercover agent of the Alliance.
Just now, the middle-aged man deliberately stopped. He immediately felt a murderous intent from Kaede Sato that was ready to explode at any time, and he also felt a strong sense of fatality.
At this time, Kaede Sato was no different from the desperados he usually came into contact with. This was the unique style of people from the gray world or the underworld. They only believed in their own fists at critical moments.
Would the Alliance's trainers, who claimed to be righteous and kind, be desperados?
From the middle-aged man's point of view, this question was always a no. These highborn trainers would never do anything that only desperados would do.
This was because their parents had already arranged for them to be desperados the moment they were born. Desperados needed to exchange their lives for everything. There was no need for them to risk their lives.
Could he be a lackey of the Alliance? This question flashed through the middle-aged man's mind. In the end, he did not continue to think about it. Whether Kaede Sato was a lackey or not, it was no longer important.
The most important thing was that Kaede Sato now had the strength to threaten his life, and that was enough for him.
In a situation where the strength of both sides was about the same, the identity of both sides was not that important. It was hard to say who was the hunter and who was the prey.
The middle-aged man had no grudge against Kaede Sato. If Kaede Sato had shown any sign of weakness along the way, the middle-aged man would have ordered Geng Gui to kill him without hesitation.
As for the weak lackeys of the Alliance, the middle-aged man would kill every one of them on sight without any room for negotiation.
Although Kaede Sato had kept a good distance from his shadow along the way, his Geng Gui was almost omnipresent in this dark environment. It would not be difficult for him to kill Kaede Sato.
However, Sato Tengkaede's unusual toughness just now made the middle-aged man suddenly have a premonition that even he himself felt ridiculous. If he chose to attack, Sato Tengkaede might not necessarily die, but he would definitely die.
Therefore, the middle-aged man gave up on continuing to investigate whether Kaede Sato was a spy or a lackey of the Alliance. It was somewhat inappropriate for the time being.
Since he was strong, he had the right to make a deal. This was one of the eternal rules of the gray world and the dark world.
After Kaede Sato entered the basement, what entered his eyes was a place that looked like an art museum. Of course, compared to the precious cultural relics in the art museum, the things collected here were all kinds of Specter Sprites.
Now, these Sprites that were very terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people were locked in a sealed glass box like a real work of art.
At a glance, the middle-aged man's basement contained at least a hundred Specter Sprites. Other than the Specter Mythical Beasts and Exotic Beasts, there were all kinds of Specter Sprites here.
Moreover, from the information obtained by Kaede Sato using the System's detection function, every Specter Sprite in this basement had a decent aptitude. The average aptitude was within the purple aptitude range.
Kaede Sato also saw a few Specter Sprites with gold aptitude here.
Without a doubt, the middle-aged man was a very outstanding Sprite Hunter who specialized in hunting Specter Sprites. He was also a Sprite Hunter who had mastered a certain method to restrain Specter Sprites.
The Spirit-type Fairies in the basement were similar to the Spirit-type Fairies in the haunted house. Other than the fact that they could move their eyes, they were like real 'works of art' (dead objects), quietly sitting in the glass box.
"Welcome to my museum. Don't you think it's spectacular? The Specter Sprites here are all top quality goods. I caught a few of them in the Land of Great Danger. I almost lost my life there …"
The middle-aged man obviously had some mental problems. After he entered the underground museum, he became abnormally excited. He instantly turned from a man of few words to a chatterbox.
He was showing off to Kaede Sato as if every Specter Sprite here was his favorite treasure. He enthusiastically introduced the origin of each Specter Sprite to Kaede Sato.
"This guy is crazy. How much does he love Specter Sprites? It's to the point of perversion. This guy is really unreliable. What kind of people did he introduce to me?"
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who had a sudden change in personality, Kaede Sato was calm on the surface. He quietly listened to the middle-aged man, but in his heart, he was cursing Teng Seiji more than ten times.
With the middle-aged man's perverted obsession with Specter Sprites, it was hard to say if he would really sell the Specter Sprites here to him.
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