After battling with the two top experts, the mysterious man wearing the silver mask remained calm and composed. Without lifting his head, he casually raised his right hand. However, nothing fell down. 0

"Come!" said the man. His fingertip glowed, and the light spread out into the sky. He didn't think the other five top experts had any reason to compete with him for this tattered beast skin. However, the sky remained eerily silent.0

"Hmm?" the man sounded.0

Something was amiss. 0

Nothing had fallen down?!0

He looked up and was shocked. He never expected that the torn and hole-ridden beast skin thrown into the air would encounter an accident. A transparent thread slowly floated down and its hook hung on the pale gold beast skin as it quietly accelerated upwards.0

Even that is workable? 0

Daring to rob him of something that he had obtained was like stealing large chunks of meat from a tiger's mouth. It was audacious!0

He reacted swiftly and leapt up. His palm glowed as strands of light intersected, attempting to intercept the beast skin ahead. However, just like a delivery, the beast skin was thrown near the barrier. It was too far from him, and the person outside was blatantly pulling the fishing line. The person was frantically reeling it in!0

The man wearing the silver mask's eyes turned icy cold. He smacked the barrier with all his might and gave his all to intercept the beast skin. If he couldn't stop it, he'd destroy it.0

It wasn't just about getting back the item, it was more than that. Someone was undermining him right above his head. Fishing for his belongings in public.0

Is this a silent contempt towards me? 0

The barrier...0