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"Sir Suárés, I am incompetent. I failed to guard the Floor 65."

In the lounge on Floor 71, a middle-aged man with long white hair, holding a scepter, furrowed his brows and demanded, "What do you mean, you failed to guard it?"

A person kneeled on the ground, not daring to lift his head, and quietly recounted the events of how Fang Bai had stormed through the 65th floor and swept it clean.

"Useless!" Suárés immediately scolded sharply upon hearing this. "What's wrong with you? You couldn't handle a newcomer? And you even had your points stolen? How dare you show your face here?!"

The kneeling person repeatedly knocked his head on the ground, saying, "Sir, Fang Bai is too arrogant. He took all our points. For the sake of our race, please punish him!"

Suárés's face was filled with wrath.

Fang Bai!

At that moment, Fang Bai was in a critical phase of breaking through his own limits. The elemental powers provided by the White Abyss Arena were greatly beneficial for his strength enhancement.

The only trouble was that such items required a large amount of points to purchase.

To quickly gather more points, Suárés had secretly controlled several floor masters of the 60th floor, dividing a portion of the points each month for the exchange of cultivation materials.

"Humph!"

The disruption of his plans only intensified Suárés's anger. He nodded and said, "You may leave now. Bai Mu will be dealt with by me."

For the sake of protecting the ecological environment, the White Abyss Arena had many rules. One of these rules stipulated that, generally, high-tier competitors were not allowed to actively enter lower floors, as such actions were considered provocations.

Of course, if someone was willing to pay a price and voluntarily demote themselves to provoke others, that was permissible. freёweɓnovel.com

In the past, when faced with troublesome individuals like Fang Heng, Suárés had no choice but to find agents to handle the situation.

If one agent failed, he would send a group!

S-level competitors were generally of similar strength, and even if there was some disparity, one person couldn't handle two opponents effectively.

Yet, this time, he had encountered Fang Heng.

...

Fang Heng first raided Floor 61, and then continued upward, moving on to collect protection fees from the B District of Floor 63.

S-level competitors were the most numerous, spanning a full ten floors.

On the initial floors, Fang Heng relied solely on his raw strength to overpower each level one by one.

As he moved to the later floors, word of Fang Heng's notorious reputation preceded him. By then, people no longer resisted; they simply handed over their points willingly.

Collecting protection fees floor by floor gave him quite a landlord-like feeling.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

In the elevator, Fang Heng was calculating the total earnings from floors 60 to 69 and couldn't help but click his tongue.

How should he put it...

There was still a bit of dissatisfaction with the expected outcome.

In the later stages, upon learning that Fang Heng was coming to 'collect rent,' the higher-level competitors smartly exchanged their points for items or materials ahead of time, or simply vacated their rooms to wander elsewhere.

In short, they refused to cooperate and pay!

"A bunch of troublesome folks..."

Fang Heng inwardly grumbled.

Zheng Zheyu quietly explained, "Mr. Fang, we've covered floors 60 to 69. Some people usually stay in their cultivation fields, and some deliberately avoid us..."

"Mm."

Fang Heng nodded slightly.

Making a profit was one aspect of the mission, but the main goal was to spread his reputation and establish a fearsome name quickly.

This way, future opponents in the arena would surrender on their own, saving him the time and hassle of waiting in line. This would allow him to rapidly advance his competitive level.

Of course, if he encountered someone fearless, he would personally go and give them a beating!

"Let's go, onward to the Floor 71."

"What?"

Zheng Zheyu's heart sank at the thought.

He wanted to go further up?

From the 70th floor onward, competitors were SS-level.

"Mm, didn't I just hear that those people have all gone to the Floor 71? They seem quite arrogant..." Fang Heng said with a cold smile, "If I'm not mistaken, the Floor 71 probably has their shield."

A shield?

Zheng Zheyu was momentarily confused about who the actual black forces were.

"Look, they're basically stealing my business!" Fang Heng snorted, "Hurry up and get moving!"

"Right, right."

Zheng Zheyu shrank his neck and carefully pressed the button for Floor 71 in the elevator.

...

Meanwhile, in the monitoring hall on the 120th floor.

The Overseers, wearing their fanged masks, were thoroughly exasperated by Fang Heng's antics. They breathed a sigh of relief once he had finally finished his rounds.

But then—

"He's going up again!?"

One of the Overseers couldn't hide his astonishment.

Good grief.

It had to be said.

Fang Bai was indeed quite confident!

Seeing that Fang Heng showed no signs of stopping and was heading straight for Floor 71, the Overseers' expressions turned vividly interested.

The Overseers managing the lower sixties floors felt a sense of relief wash over them.

Good news!

The troublemaker had finally left!

Even better news!

The troublemaker was heading to the higher floors!

As the Overseers from the sixties floors congratulated themselves, preparing to watch the show unfold, the Overseers from Floor 70 found themselves in a more awkward position.

They had been enjoying the show moments ago, but now it was their turn to deal with the headache.

Given Fang Heng's demonstrated strength, it was uncertain whether Floor 70 could contain him.

The Overseers were troubled.

Moreover, battles between floors often had no set rules, with everyone joining in the fray.

Fang Heng was likely in for a rough time.

They hoped there wouldn't be any serious incidents, such as someone getting seriously injured or worse.

"Good luck to me."

The Overseer on Floor 71 looked bitter. He adjusted the red demon mask on his face and rushed to Floor 71 to maintain order.

...

"Ding-dong."

The elevator doors on Floor 71 slid open.

A few people in the floor's lobby turned to look at the elevator. News of a fierce character from the lower floors challenging and collecting protection fees had reached the higher levels.

In fact, the lower and upper floors were always closely connected.

Fang Heng's indiscriminate collection of protection fees had offended many, and numerous people were already plotting to give him a good lesson. However, they were still in the planning stages and hadn't had the chance to act.

Seeing Fang Heng swagger in confidently, they were momentarily taken aback.

Fang Bai?

It was already a stroke of luck that he hadn't come looking for trouble. Now he actually had the nerve to come here?

Interesting!

There was indeed someone unafraid of death!

After the initial shock, the onlookers' expressions shifted to a mix of approval and curiosity. They directed their gazes toward Fang Heng, while several coercive presences bore down on him.

Under immense pressure, Zheng Zheyu's legs began to tremble.

"Hahaha! This is quite entertaining! It's truly fascinating! I've been at the White Abyss Arena for so long, and it's my first time encountering someone who dares to come up a level to collect protection fees. You really don't take us seriously."

Suárés, who had been troubled about how to deal with Fang Heng, suddenly received the news and rushed to Floor 71, feeling the urge to laugh.

Here was someone who truly didn't understand their own position and was arrogant enough to come knocking on their door—seeking their own demise!