God of Tricksters

While Theo returned to his mansion, there was a meeting hidden in the dark. Because they were calling each other, no one knew they were planning something.

A bald man was standing in front of his Skylink and looked at the elderly woman standing on the opposite screen.

The woman's hair had already become white and her face was full of wrinkles. Her age was similar to that of the Wind Emperor.

"Your condition is worse than I thought, Fist Saint…" The old woman narrowed her eyes. Although the Fist Saint didn't show it, she could see the aura of death coming from the Fist Saint's body. It looked like a tank that was storing a black liquid. If it was completely filled, the Fist Saint would die.

"As expected, nothing can't escape your eyes, old hag." The Fist Saint clicked his tongue and looked away. "What? Are you going to kill me?"

"We have an agreement; I'm not going to kill you or anything even though I'm tempted to do it. Still, there will be a huge movement if I kill you since you're also one of the top ten experts in the world." The old woman made a mocking smile.

The Fist Saint wanted to rebuke her, but he was currently in no condition to antagonize people.

Hence, he decided to shift the attention to somewhere else.

"There is a particular young man that I'm interested in. The young man was the reason for my injury."

"Huh? A young guy could injure your body? Impossible. Even the number one genius of the younger generation can still be killed with a flick of your finger, let alone that young man."

"I know. But that guy… appeared to be manipulating everything behind the scene. Can you imagine there was a young man who could command a King Class Monster… Oh, sorry. Two King Class Monsters. On top of that, he even brought the freaking Frost Giant."

"Are you serious?" The old woman chuckled. It was ridiculous to believe, so she just laughed at it.

However, the Fist Saint maintained his calm and serious expression, showing that it wasn't a joke.

Soon, she stopped as her expression darkened. "There's a young man like that in the US? Who is he?"

"I don't know. He was using an illusion to cover his appearance. So, I couldn't see his real face since a King Class Monster stopped me."

"Won't that be Joker?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion. "Joker is hiding his identity. And his character is so hidden that not many people know. In that case, it's normal to suspect him."

"Now that I think about it, the US president has received some help from the Star Group. Although I haven't confirmed their relationship, I have some suspicion."

"Then confirm their relationship! If they're related, it's clear that the young man is Joker. Still, I can't fathom this young man who is only a level 600 expert but can influence King and World Class Monsters. Who is he?"

"I don't know. No one knows his identity except the one that brings him to the company… I'm afraid only Hendry Hamilton knows Joker's real identity. However, Hendry Hamilton has been living in seclusion somewhere on the other side, so no one can find him."

"So, we have no one that can confirm his identity." The old woman fell silent and looked down. "In that case, let's bait him out first. I'll pull some strings and confirm that guy… If he can influence those King and World Class Monsters, he should at least have an Order."

"If we take a look at his fight again, it's weird that he could slash that space barrier…" The Fist Saint pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah. There are many mysteries about him, so I think we should know his identity first. Everything will be clear afterward."

"But how can we prove his identity? You should know that the US president is cleaning up the white house because of the information they got from that small base." The Fist Saint shook his head helplessly, not finding anything that could blow Theo's cover.

"Leave it to me. Although it's going to take a while, I'm going to send someone to the banquet to challenge him. As long as we can confirm he is using an Order, it should be enough to treat him as a dangerous threat. Even if the Time God is trying to stop us, he needs to die."

"Sending someone to infiltrate the banquet… But he isn't a person who will take that bait."

"Don't worry. Just leave it to me." The woman shook her head nonchalantly. "I have a way to drag him out. In the meantime, I want you to do something for me."

"You should know I'm injured, I shouldn't make any move right now." He refused it without hesitation.

However, the woman added, "I'm talking about your favor. You should be able to get some help from the 'seeker,' right?"

"The seeker?" The Fist Saint's body trembled when he mentioned this title. "Are you telling me to…"

"Obviously. I want to know the Time God's location… And I think it's the right time to play with him for a bit." The woman smiled.

"You're crazy. His time ability is too powerful."

"Don't worry. I've my own discretion. Just sit back, relax, and wait for the good news." The woman immediately hung up after saying those words.

No one knew that the danger was lingering around Theo as they started doubting his identity.

This was why Theo was reluctant to make his appearance to save the Shadow King. However, it was too late to cry.

Theo himself knew about his predicament. But it was useless for Theo to do anything because no matter what he did, he couldn't fight against two top ten experts in the world.

The only thing he could do was… visiting Bernard the next day he finished recruiting people.

Theo was standing outside the Star Group's building, looking at the top floor before entering.