The large guy got up and walked out wordlessly. The senior was the only one left in the meeting room then. He sat down slowly with a smile on his face. "I'm sure one of the top ten assassins in the world at the Super Sanctuary level won't have a problem killing you." … Over at Sealake Island, Wilbur sat in his room, seemingly deep in thought. The mere thought of the church expenses made his head hurt. The thought of Faye and Nancy only made his head hurt even more. Wilbur let out a sigh and entered his demiplane. The flame serpent had stayed in Saturn Village and thus was nowhere to be seen. The crystal sternum lay on the ground silently, emitting a clear blue glow. Wilbur still did not know who had left behind this skeleton, but he was certain it was a human being. The structure of the skeleton looked no different from that of a human's, aside from being a lot bigger in size. With how much power these bones still held after having been around for so long, it was
Under Wilbur's hard work, the thin sword had finally been given a second attribute. Numbing. This was one of the elements of the thunder cultivation method. Any weapon with a numbing attribute would, upon breaking skin, cause the opponent to go numb in a battle. Of course, this effect differed depending on the opponent. Regular mortals would be numb for a few minutes, and Ambience level cultivators a few seconds. Even Sanctuary level cultivators would go numb for at least a second, which would be enough to cause their demise in a battle. That definitely made this sword an impressive weapon now. It was said that once a weapon was given twelve attributes, a super attribute would be forged, and it would become a true godly weapon dubbed the "Dawn of Gods." It was clear just how terrifying a weapon would be with such a name. It was a shame, however, that adding each new attribute would get subsequently more difficult. There had not been a cultivator who had succeeded
Just then, the girl across from him stood up and gathered her skirts before pointing at Wilbur. "What the hell were you doing there?" "Nothing?" Wilbur was honestly a little confused. The girl looked positively enraged. "You took an upskirt photo, didn't you?" "You've got to be kidding me," Wilbur said. The girl shouted at once, "You pervert! How dare you deny it! Give me your phone." "What's your problem, girl? Who's got the time to take photos of you? Besides, what right do you have to ask for my phone just like that?" Wilbur was honestly a little annoyed now. The girl did not back down in the slightest. She marched up to Wilbur, grabbing a fistful of his shirt before shouting, "A pervert just took upskirt photos of me! Help, somebody, help!" The girl looked young and studious in her glasses, probably a student. Her cries drew the attention of several other customers having their breakfast. They looked over and flared up in annoyance at once. The nerve of this guy,
Wilbur shook his head. He took out his phone and placed it on the table, unlocking it and sliding it over to the girl. "Have a look for yourself." The girl sneered coldly, finally letting go of Wilbur and grabbing the phone. After a thorough search that lasted seven to eight minutes, she finally handed Wilbur the phone back without a word. "Well?" Wilbur asked. The girl's expression was ashen. "It doesn't matter if I find anything. I did nothing wrong in protecting myself." "Yes, you had the right to do that, but shouldn't you apologize for accusing me so publicly?" Wilbur asked. The girl fell silent. The crowd around them, however, began to speak up. "Come on, man, she's still a kid. You can't blame her for getting worked up." "Yeah, at least it's over now." "Just be a man and turn the other cheek, yeah?" The onlookers began speaking up for the girl. Wilbur sighed to himself. What was going on in the world now? Were youths allowed to get away with things by
Faye finally spoke up then. "What were you up to today?" "Not much. I've been cultivating in my room all day," said Wilbur, confused. Faye scoffed. "Where were you in the morning?" "The morning?" Wilbur blinked. "I went out for breakfast." "Just breakfast?" Faye demanded coldly. Wilbur shrugged. "Got myself into something stupid. What's up?" "You took upskirt photos of a young lady, didn't you?" Faye demanded, her expression ashen. Wilbur darkened in the face at once. "Are you kidding me? Would I really do something like that? Besides, I've already proven my innocence. I didn't take any photos at all." Elsa could not hold it in any longer, bursting out laughing. "Dude, you've gone viral. Everyone's calling you a pervert online." "What?" Wilbur exclaimed in shock. Faron coughed. "Just go on any social media app and you'll know what happened." Wilbur took out his phone and pulled up a video streaming app, and there it was, right at the top of the home page. "Perve
Wilbur's expression was ashen. "She said no, and her attitude was terrible." "The nerve she has!" Faye scoffed. "Well, we won't play nice either. Report her for slander right now, and have the legal department sue her. Give her a taste of jail and see how she acts then." No one said anything after that, but everyone knew that Faye would not even have to lift a finger. Everyone else present was more than capable enough of getting it done. Flora Duvall would not be able to retaliate in the slightest, and Wilbur would not even have to show up. Yet Wilbur gave it some thought, and said, "That's a little drastic, come on. She is still a kid, let's just give her another chance." Faye looked at Wilbur. "Okay, since you're fine with it. We'll give her one more chance. I'll tell the legal team to send her a letter explaining how serious the matter is. Let's hope she wakes up." Wilbur nodded, and Faye made the calls at once. Wilbur was nothing but annoyed then. He had been made vir
However, someone had spotted Wilbur before they could reach the door. "Hey, isn't he the pervert who took the upskirt photos?" a woman called out loudly, drawing the attention of many others. They turned around and broke out into murmurs when they saw Wilbur. A few men even swore at Wilbur out loud, some of them going as far as to get up to beat Wilbur up until their friends held them back. Wilbur's expression was positively murderous. Faye dragged him out of the door in a hurry, and everyone got into the car to drive back to Sealake Island at top speed. They all returned to Wilbur's room, where Faye comforted him. "It's fine, you already made the decision to give her another chance to clear things up. You'll be alright." Wilbur let out a long breath. "I never knew cyberbullying was this terrible." "I'd say you're doing pretty well, but you're you. Most people would have thrown themselves off the nearest tall building already," said Elsa. Faron frowned as well. "This yo
Wilbur and the others arrived at Westhand College about half an hour later but were stopped by the guards at the gate. Faron interjected, "Let me handle this." He dialed a number, and the call connected quickly enough. "Mister Campbell! How can I help you?" Michael Herman, the school principal, sounded slightly nervous answering the call. "Could you come to campus right now? I'll wait for you at the main entrance." "Of course! Can I please know why, Mister Campbell?" Michael asked cautiously. "You'll find out when you're here." Faron hung up the call. Michael knew Faron, and he held a considerable amount of power. He might only be a principal but was only half a tier lower than Orin in terms of official status. Of course, the actual power gap was another thing altogether. However, Michael's status had allowed him to be in contact with Orin, and subsequently Faron. A little after half an hour later, Michael pulled up in front of the college in a hurry. He exchanged a