The Black Market Chapter 22 - Martial Arts Tournament

Cale went back inside the grand ballroom and walked towards where old man Sekoujo and Delfino were located.

They noticed Cale who was approaching them, and they did not realize that all of them unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I'm sorry gentlemen for showing you such a distasteful scene." Cale apologized but a bright smile was present on his handsome face.

Old man Sekoujo smiled benignly and said "Little brother Cale, you hid yourself so well. Even this old man is speechless with your grand might."

Cale smiled and replied "You flatter me Mr. Sekoujo. I knew that you were even stronger than me during your youthful days."

Old man Sekoujo smiled at Cale's response "What a humble young man. The young ones will eventually replace us the old generation." He said with light sigh.

Delfino then thought that it was his time to talk and said with a face full of smiles "Mr. Cale, I never knew that you were a dragon amongs men just hiding deeply from the eyes of public. How foolish Lee Wang Min was to provoke someone like you."

Cale was speechless at the obvious ass-kissing of Delfino, but he still smiled at him and said "I'm no dragon at all Mr. Delfino, you overestimate me too much. I could not even hold a candle to the inhuman strength of Lord Wolf King."

Delfino was still smiling brightly, but the martial arts practitioners among the group were shocked at Cale's revelation. If what he said was indeed true, and Wolf King was many times stronger than him, then their group was definitely not something that they could afford to offend.

"Oh by the way, I have something for you Mr. Delfino." Cale said with a bright smile. He then glanced back at Santharus who gave him five beautiful invitation letters.

Delfino was confused, but he waited for Cale to finish talking.

"These are invitation letters for the grand opening of Lord Wolf King's Tyrannical Tower. He wished that he can see you during the ceremony." Cale said after giving Delfino the letters.

"I feel honored to be invited in the grand opening of Wolf King's Tyrannical Tower. Don't worry little brother Cale, I will make sure that I could come during the ceremony." Delfino said while puffing his chests.

Anton sighed in relief and he felt like a heavy boulder was lifted off his back.

'Good work boss! We must be on good terms with this mysterious group or we will only continue to live in hell if we made an enemy out of them.' He thought fearfully.

Cale smiled and continued talking with them about random stuffs and things about their businesses.

Cale learned a lot from talking with the both of them. Even Delfino had a much greater talent in business than what he thought.

The banquet started after the arrival of Sima Family's former patriarch Sima Yantong.

He opened the celebration with a long and boring speech, but the crowd of course gave face to the man. He may look like an average middle aged man, but his martial art skills was truly strong.

"Now to make this celebration more unique, we will hold a little martial arts tournament between our companies and families. Each one can send one member from their group to join. Of course, we will give a prize for the winner." Sima Yantong said smilingly.

"A martial arts tournament eh? That sounds fun indeed. Who should our Martin Group of Companies send to fight?" Said a middle age man wearing a brown suit.

"Sima Yantong looked confident. He might be sure that their Sima Family would win this tournament." A middle age man said while adjusting the rim of his glasses.

"You guys sound so excited about this as well huh? Let me say the rules before we start. Each of the contestants will fight bare handed. They can use any forms of martial arts, but they should avoid hitting the eyes, the groin and the back of the head. The first one to knock down their enemies will win the match." Sima Yantong told them the rules.

"Little brother Cale, will you join this little tournament of the Sima Family?" Old man Sekoujo asked carefully. If Cale will join the tournament, then he was one hundred percent sure that Cale will win and claim the prize. He also wanted Nogi to join the tournament not just for the prize, but also because of the advertising effect of this kind of tournament. If your group will continue winning and get the final prize, then the name of your group will be advertised along with your wins. This was an opportunity that all the presidents and chairpersons inside the ballroom were currently thinking.

"No, I will let Santharus fight for our Tyrannical Tower." Cale shook his head and pointed at Santharus who was standing stoically behind him.

They were quite confused by Cale's choice. They thought that if he won't join the tournament, then he could at least send the tall and hulking Brogen to fight. He was also the tallest and the largest man inside the ballroom. So Cale choosing Santharus made them quite perplexed, but they did not voice out their thoughts and just speculated silently.

"Look, these people are doubting your capabilities. Show them the strength of someone from the Tyrannical Tower." Cale said as he patted Santharus' shoulder.

"Yes sir Cale! I will not allow them to smear the name of our Tyrannical Tower." Santharus said solemnly while saluting.

Cale nodded his head and whispered softly "Good! I know you will win this much, but avoid using too much strength lest you will kill these fragile people inside."

Santharus nodded his head calmly.

Old man Sekoujo and the others heard Cale's whispers and they instantly changed their views about Santharus. If Cale can say such things confidently, then this guy named Santharus could not be taken lightly.

They then studied him in great detail and realized that he look as mysterious as Cale.

"Please send your fighters on the stage to draw lots!" Sima Yantong's loud voice interrupted their thoughts.

Chapter end