Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

"Damn it! Is this what you call everything being arranged? Damn it! I can't believe I let two commoners play me!"

"Go! Bring those two damn guys here. I want them to know what it's like to wish they were dead!"

Zane's frenzied voice rang out, he was now a madman who had lost all reason, his eyes filled with brutality.

Today was supposed to be the day Charles would be utterly disgraced, but unexpectedly, Mark and Sam had messed everything up.

These are two commoners, rats living in the slums, bugs!

How dare they toy with him? He is the son of the head of the Genosha the Taylor family, the future head of the Taylor family!

If this gets out, it will be a shame forever etched on his face!

Charles has already humiliated him more than once, and now he finds himself humiliated by two slum-dwelling commoners!

"Damn it, right! Bring their wives and children too!" Zane thought of a more cruel way and quickly made arrangements.

Before long,

Mark and Sam were brought in, still processing what was happening, only to find themselves forced to kneel on the ground.

"You two, should I call you brave or stupid?" Zane took a deep breath.

He couldn't wait to torture these two.

They were just two people from the slums, if they died, no one would care.

"What did Charles give you that makes you protect him like this? Was it money? Did I not offer enough?" Zane pulled out a dagger and examined it closely in his hand.

Mark stared at Zane intensely, gritting his teeth, not saying a word.

"Good, very good. You two are tough guys, I love to torture tough guys like you!" Zane laughed maniacally, continuing,

"I will remember how you both look right now. Soon, even your relatives won't recognize you."

Sam took a deep breath. He looked at Mark and then at Zane, saying, "It's too late now. The slums aren't as pathetic as you think."

"What do you mean, too late?" Zane frowned,

And soon he realized what Sam was talking about.

The people he sent out returned empty-handed, "There's been an incident! Someone attacked the warehouse guards and took their families!"

"What! Damn it! You're completely useless, you should all die!" Zane was on the verge of exploding.

He turned to look at the fearless Mark and Sam, and now he understood the meaning of that earlier statement.

He never expected Mark and Sam had already made arrangements, that there were capable Beast Masters in the slums who had managed to take their families away before the Taylor family's people could get to them.

"Why aren't you running away?" Zane struggled to calm his emotions as he asked.

Mark and Sam exchanged glances, and Mark slowly replied, "Someone has to help Mr. Charles, I volunteered."

"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Zane seemed a bit reluctant to accept this, he never thought anyone would go this far for Charles.

Mark responded, "I am afraid, I fear death. But I fear even more that Mr. Charles will be misunderstood. We are all waiting for him."

"Waiting for him? Waiting for what? Speak up!" Zane pressed, feeling that something was about to be revealed to him.

"Waiting for the day he brings the truth." Mark didn't answer directly.

All the people in the slums who had lost their children, those still waiting for their missing kids to come home, under Sam and Mark's explanation.

Came to know there was someone—a genius with limitless potential—who was helping them,

and who promised that those who deserved to die would indeed die!

The people at the bottom of the social ladder were quite clever, they sensed that their children might never return. They just couldn't let go, or perhaps they wanted to understand what was really happening.

Charles had given them hope.

Sam recalled when he first met Charles, he had no expectations of him at all. After all, he looked like just an eighteen-year-old boy, surely not as capable as those experienced Beast Masters.

But unexpectedly, it was Charles who had saved the missing daughter, reuniting the family.

Originally, the one who was supposed to help clarify things for Charles wasn't him but another person, a pitiable soul who was all alone with his daughter, who had gone missing.

However, Sam felt that as the one who issued the bounty, his words would carry more weight and be easier for people to believe.

So he came, heading toward the already clear conclusion.

"What's going on? You won't say, huh? Soon, I'll make you beg to talk!" Zane no longer waited.

He gripped the dagger tightly and slowly approached Sam and Mark.

Just when everyone thought Mark and Sam were surely doomed, Zane's phone suddenly rang.

Zane pulled out his phone and took a look, it was his father, Benson, calling.

"What? Let them go? Father, why should we let them go?" Zane's face was filled with disbelief. He never expected his father would want to release these two,

and especially not unharmed, without a scratch on them.

"Just do as I say, and don't ask so many questions." Benson's somewhat irritated voice came through.

He hadn't anticipated that within just a few short minutes.

The headmaster of Cyber Academy, Jamie, the president of the Alchemist Guild, Owen, the president of the Forging Masters Guild, Xavier.

General Mason of Genosha, and the master-level alchemist Colton, among others.

All demanded that he return Mark and Sam unharmed.

Even though Benson insisted that this matter had nothing to do with the Taylor family, their stance was unusually strong.

Benson was at a loss, the Taylor family didn't want to offend so many people right now.

The Taylor family needed a bit more time, so he could only let Zane release the two.

"Father, did Charles's alchemy teacher get involved?" Zane was reluctant, he really wanted to kill these two right now!

Benson replied directly, "Don't ask questions, just do as I say! Let them go now."

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Furious, Zane smashed his phone to the ground, roaring, "Damn it! I can't swallow this anger!"

After a while,

his rationality returned a little. He thought to himself that this was only a temporary retreat. Even if he let them go, he would have people keep an eye on them.

When the opportunity arose later, he would choose to strike!

And perhaps then they could capture Mark and Sam's families, and really torment them!

"Let them go, no, make them get lost." Zane waved his hand and said.

Someone asked in confusion, "Wait, are we really just letting them leave?"

Zane still had anger boiling inside him, he stepped up to that person and unleashed a powerful kick.

The person was instantly sent flying against the wall, blood spattering from their mouth.

"Can't you hear what I said? I told you to make those two get lost!" Zane said harshly.

Now, no one dared to speak again, they quickly escorted Mark and Sam away.

Mark and Sam, still in a daze, found themselves at Cross Street. Looking at the familiar place, an overwhelming sense of unreality washed over them.

"Did we actually survive?" Mark said as he slapped his face.

Sam, still somewhat rational, considered various possibilities and replied, "Maybe Mr. Charles saw us, he must have saved us."

Mark asked, puzzled, "Can Mr. Charles really make the Taylor family listen? I feel like it's for other reasons."

Sam was a bit uncertain himself, he explained, "Is there anyone else who cares about the lives of those in the slums besides Mr. Charles?"

As soon as the words left his mouth,

Mark suddenly became alert. He nodded, looking at the dilapidated neighborhood and slowly said, "Yeah, it's only Mr. Charles who cares about those kids."

Cross Street at night was still somewhat chilly.

Mark wrapped his worn clothes around him and headed home.

His steps, which had been heavy at first, began to grow lighter. Under the dim light, he lifted his head and looked up at the sky.

The dazzling lights of Genosha Calivia obscured most of the night sky.

In the past, Mark would never have looked up like that because he knew that in the slums, he couldn't see any stars at all.

Now,

He seemed to have an illusion, he could feel that behind those colorful lights, a bright moon was radiating its clear light.

Inside Cyber Academy,

Charles looked at the messages on his phone. He knew Mark and Sam had returned safely.

This time, the Taylor family's targeting of him had come to light.

It seemed something had gone wrong on Ezra's side, or the Taylor family had found a way to counter Ezra.

Only this could explain why they dared to act like this.

"Relying on others is ultimately not a long-term solution, true strength comes from becoming strong oneself." Charles reflected.

He had just come from Colton's place, where he had picked up some miracle drugs for mental recovery.

After several days in the trial tower, his mental strength was slightly diminished, so it was time to recover.

Tonight, he had canceled his fight with Finn and Ruby's class.

Now, there was only one thing Charles needed to do: to grasp as many insights as possible in the trial tower, controlling the progress of his combat techniques.

He wanted to see if he could create his own combat techniques within the trial tower.

If that didn't work, he would head straight to the underground octagonal cage!

"It's time to make those who act recklessly online shut their mouths." Charles thought to himself.

There was still some time before the trial tower closed,

and without a moment's hesitation, after using the mental recovery miracle drug,

he once again stepped slowly into the trial tower to continue his trials.