In his view, with the Black Wind Lord constantly watching, exposure was bound to happen sooner or later. That he had managed to keep a low profile until now and reach the current level of strength was actually very satisfying.
Moreover, the safety deposit box was personally crafted and given to the factory director to provide a sense of security, so now that the safety deposit box had been damaged, his first thought was that this person far exceeded expectations. Since the safety deposit box couldn't restrain him, blaming the factory director was pointless.
No one would be angry with a bare-handed person for failing to withstand a missile strike—it was a fault not of combat.
However, the person who had destroyed his safety deposit box had indeed piqued his interest.
"Who exactly is this, to have even broken my Curse of Depravity..."
The Abyssal Lord muttered to himself while looking at the pieces of the safety deposit box brought by the factory director.
