The Rise of the Fallen Prodigy

Seeing that their persuasion was ineffective, the four attendants of Aldrich turned their attention to Liam Smith.

One of them, who seemed to be the leader, stared at Liam Smith angrily and said coldly, "Kid, everything should have its limits. It's your good fortune that Master Mu is willing to take you as his disciple. Don't be too greedy."

After saying this, he also held the hilt of his sword with one hand, looking as if he would attack if Liam Smith said something he didn't like.

Liam Smith understood that they wanted him to agree to be Aldrich's disciple so that Aldrich would cancel the idea of becoming his honorary master.

After all, for Aldrich, being the honorary master of a Refined gas Realm warrior was really beneath his status.

Before Liam Smith could speak, Aldrich shouted coldly at the four attendants, "All of you step back! When did it become your turn to speak?"

"Master..."

"What? Can't you understand my words?" Aldrich's voice became even colder.

Naturally, the four of them didn't dare to disobey Aldrich's order. They reluctantly said, "Yes," and then returned to their seats and sat down. Their four pairs of eyes stared fiercely at Liam Smith.

If looks could kill, Liam Smith would probably have been reduced to a pile of minced meat by now.

In the face of Aldrich's enthusiasm, Liam Smith couldn't refuse anymore at this moment. No matter what Aldrich's purpose was, Liam Smith could see sincerity in his eyes.

Besides, since Aldrich himself said that he would only be his honorary master, he wasn't betraying Alistair. Moreover, in the conversation with Alistair just now, Liam Smith had also obtained Alistair's consent.

And most importantly, Liam Smith didn't know much about Aldrich's temperament. If this really caused a conflict between Aldrich and the Smith family, the elders in the family would probably want to kill him.

So Liam Smith clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Since Master Mu has invited me so sincerely, it would be ungrateful of me to refuse."

"So, you agree?" Aldrich looked overjoyed.

Liam Smith shrugged and said, "Master has said so much. What else can I say but yes?"

Seeing that Liam Smith had agreed, Aldrich chuckled and said, "I have a disciple now."

"Liam congratulates Master Mu," Caspian Smith said, raising his hand to Aldrich first when he saw this.

The other elders of the Smith family had been worried before. Now that the matter had been perfectly resolved, they naturally praised and approved one by one.

"Thank you all," Aldrich turned to Caspian Smith and said, "Clan leader of the Smith family, it seems that I'll have to borrow your Smith family's place to set up a feast today. We can all have a good drink."

"Of course. In the future, Master, please take more care of Liam Smith," Caspian Smith said.

This somewhat comical apprenticeship finally ended with Aldrich becoming Liam Smith's honorary master. Caspian Smith immediately gave the order to set up the feast.

The Smith family began the biggest feast in several years...

Just as the Smith family was filled with singing and dancing and great excitement.

In a quiet small courtyard of a magnificent building in the Silvermoon Valley, in a wooden house facing the courtyard gate, the candlelight flickered gently.

There were two figures, one standing and one sitting. The one sitting was an old man in his sixties. His weathered face was covered with fine wrinkles. He was a bit thin and was wearing a blue splendid robe. His eyes were closed as if he was deep in thought. Vaguely, an imposing manner of a superior emanated from him.

The one standing was also an old man. His figure was a bit hunched, and his appearance was quite ordinary. He stood aside respectfully, as if he was reporting something.

"Clan leader, according to my subordinates' report, Aldrich arrived in the Silvermoon Valley at dusk today. He first went to the auction house and then directly went to the Smith family," the hunched old man said.

"Oh, did you find out any news?" The old man in the splendid robe slightly lifted his eyelids.

The hunched old man bowed slightly and said, "According to our informant in the Smith family, the auction house will auction off a valuable item this time."

The old man in the splendid robe suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in a deep voice, "What valuable item?"

The hunched old man stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of the number four, saying, "A semi - completed item of the fourth level."

When the old man in the splendid robe heard this, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He asked calmly, "Is the news accurate?"

"Absolutely. I think Aldrich went to the Smith family to inform them to prepare in advance," the hunched old man said confidently.

The old man in the splendid robe obviously believed the hunched old man's words. He asked again, "How could such a treasure appear in the Silvermoon Valley? Has the auction house released any news?"

"No. This time, the auction house has sealed the news tightly. Only core elders - level figures can know about it. However, in the past few days, the auction house has started to deploy troops and make arrangements everywhere, seemingly preparing for the auction in a few days," the hunched old man replied.

"It seems that this matter is true. The appearance of such a treasure in the Silvermoon Valley will definitely cause a sensation. Many forces will attend the auction. The auction house has to be careful," the old man in the splendid robe said with a serious face. "It seems that after these years of peace in the Silvermoon Valley, it's time for some trouble."

"Clan leader, should we also make some preparations?" the hunched old man asked.

The old man in the splendid robe nodded and said, "Yes. You go and handle this matter personally. Recover all the Soul crystals that our Allen family can use in the Silvermoon Valley. This auction will definitely be a fierce battle. If our Allen family wants to dominate the Silvermoon Valley, we must obtain this item."

"Yes, I understand," the hunched old man said.

"Remember, recall all the elites of the family," the old man in the splendid robe added.

"Why, Clan leader, are you afraid of trouble?" The hunched old man said in surprise.

The old man in the splendid robe smiled faintly and said, "This kind of thing has happened before. We must make full preparations to avoid being in a panic at that time."

"Yes, I'll go and do it right away," the hunched old man said.

"Alright, you can leave," the old man in the splendid robe waved his hand.

The door opened and then closed.

The old man in the splendid robe was left alone in the room, closing his eyes and deep in thought...

At the same time, in the tallest and most magnificent mansion in the center of the Silvermoon Valley.

In a dimly lit secret room without candlelight, two voices were having a conversation.

"Senior brother, this is how things are. What should we do?"

"Since such a treasure has appeared in the Silvermoon Valley, we can't let it go no matter what. Those families have been acting more and more arrogantly in recent years. As long as we obtain that treasure, our strength will surely increase greatly, and everything in the Silvermoon Valley will be within our control," the senior brother said.

"But those families surely won't give up easily. It's not easy for us to obtain that treasure," the junior brother said.

"Even if the price is a bit higher, we must do our best. Then we'll see who's more ruthless," the senior brother replied.

"By the way, senior brother, there will probably be a lot of trouble at the auction house this time. It will be difficult for the major forces to control the situation. Should we recall all our people?" the junior brother asked.

"Whether it's safe or not is beyond our control. We don't need to care about it," the senior brother said.

"Then don't we recall them?" the junior brother asked.

"Of course not. No one can predict what will happen at that time. If we don't recall the people, in case of any accident, we won't be able to deal with it. So we must make full preparations," the senior brother explained.

"I understand, junior brother," the junior brother said.

"Alright, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember to do it secretly and don't alert them," the senior brother said.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I will definitely complete the task," the junior brother said.

"Alright, you can go," the senior brother said.

"Yes, junior brother takes his leave," the junior brother said.

In the northwest of the Silvermoon Valley, in a deserted courtyard, a group of people wearing various splendid robes gathered together. By the light of an oil lamp, they seemed to be plotting something.

"According to my reliable information, this kind of treasure will appear at the auction in a few days. What do you all think?" one person said.

"What else can we do? At the auction, the one with more money is the stronger. We'll just bid at that time," another person said.

"You fool. No matter how rich your family is, can it compare with the three great families and the City Lord's Mansion?" someone else retorted.

"Yes. These four forces have been in the Silvermoon Valley for hundreds of years. They are deeply rooted and have strong financial resources. None of us can compete with them alone," another person agreed.

"Then what are we discussing for? That treasure will surely belong to those forces. Did we come here in the middle of the night just to listen to nonsense?" someone said impatiently.

"If you don't want to listen, just leave. No one is forcing you to stay," someone else snapped.

"What did you say? Do you want a beating?" the first person said angrily.

"What? Do you think I'm afraid of you? Come on then," the other person challenged.

"Stop arguing. I invited everyone here today to discuss a way to deal with the four major forces.If anyone causes trouble within our group, don't blame me for being unkind," an old man said.

"Then according to you, what should we do?" someone asked.

"I've thought about it carefully. At that time, the four major forces will surely fight each other to the death, and the price will naturally be an astronomical figure. With the strength of just one or two of our forces, we can't obtain this treasure. The only way is to unite," the old man said.

"Unite? You mean to pool all the Soul crystals of our forces together?" someone asked.

"Yes. Only in this way can we have a chance to bid for and obtain that treasure," the old man replied.

"The method is good, but how do we divide it after we obtain it? There's only one treasure," someone raised a question.

"That's easy. As long as we ask the powerful people from the imperial capital to turn the semi - completed item into a completed one, and then divide it according to the proportion of the Soul crystals contributed," the old man said.

"But have you ever thought about how much it will cost to turn the semi - completed item into a completed one? It will also be an astronomical figure," someone pointed out.

"So, we must now state the approximate amount of our Soul crystals to make a statistics and finally determine the highest bidding price we can offer," the old man said.

"But if we do this, we will offend the four major forces. It will be troublesome if they seek revenge later," someone worried.

"If you want to gain something, you must be willing to pay. Do you want to be stepped on by the four major forces forever? This is our only chance. Even if we are still no match for them in the future, at least we will have the strength to protect ourselves," the old man said.

"You're right. We've endured their arrogance for too long. It's better to take a gamble than to live humbly. I'll participate," someone said.

"I'll participate too," another person said.

"Count me in," someone else joined in.

"..."

Overnight, the same scene played out in every corner of the Silvermoon Valley. The entire Silvermoon Valley was immersed in an extremely solemn atmosphere, making people feel stuffy and uncomfortable.

The entire Silvermoon Valley was still calm, but this calm was a bit abnormal. It seemed that everyone was holding back a lot of energy, just waiting for the right opportunity to burst out.