Sebastian's expression shifted, and after a moment of hesitation, he sighed with resignation. "You're right. I did hide the truth about my medical skills from you, but it wasn't intentional. I just wanted—""That's enough, don't bother explaining," Whitney interrupted coldly, flicking her hair over her ear. "You don't need to explain anything to me. We're divorced. If you really wanted to explain, you should have done so three years ago!"Upon hearing this, Sebastian furrowed his brow slightly and sighed. He knew Whitney was still angry."Even if I explained, would you believe me?" Sebastian countered, his gaze earnestly fixed on Whitney.Whitney's heart skipped a beat at his question. She turned to face Sebastian directly and stared at him. "You think I wouldn't have believed you?"Sebastian didn't respond, his cold demeanor already deciding his answer."Sebastian! Why would you think I wouldn't? If, and I mean if, you had told me three years ago, would I not have believed you?
"Sebastian's performance tonight was because of his own abilities, not because of me." Rosalie smiled.Whitney, with a slight furrow in her brow, responded, "Is that so? Well, I hope he can continue to prove himself in the upcoming competitions.""He will," Rosalie said with a flick of her hair.With that, the four of them went their separate ways. Sebastian, feeling exhausted, had Rosalie drop him off at Robert's herb store. After a short while, Rosalie left.In the store, Sebastian lay on the bed, unable to sleep. His mind was filled with thoughts of Whitney's words that night.Meanwhile, Whitney lay in her villa, also unable to sleep. She was thinking about Sebastian's words, as well as the scenes of him and Rosalie on stage.Whitney's heartache and anger grew as she thought more about it. That damn bastard!Then, Whitney got up and dragged Theresa to the living room to drink with her. As they drank more, Whitney's inner thoughts began to pour out."Theresa, why, why doesn
Upon seeing the check, Sebastian's expression changed, but he quickly composed himself and replied with a slight smile, "Mrs. Griffin, you've misunderstood. My relationship with Rosalie isn't—" "Is the money not enough for you?" Madison interrupted, her laughter devoid of warmth, as if she saw through Sebastian's tactics and schemes. Mockingly, she continued, "So, how much do you want before you're willing to leave my daughter?"Sebastian frowned, feeling somewhat offended by the implication."Do you think being with your daughter means aiming for her money?" Sebastian asked unhappily.Madison chuckled as if hearing a joke. "Sebastian, I'm an experienced person. I know exactly what's going on in your mind. I know my daughter likes you, but that's not enough for you to speak to me with such confidence and audacity. "The reason I'm sitting here today, face to face with you and trying to discuss and resolve this matter, is because I don't want Rosalie to be angry or upset because
"I can also make you infamous, a pariah that everyone shuns!" Madison said coldly before turning and leaving.Sebastian's face darkened, his brows furrowing as he watched Madison get into her car and drive away. With a sigh, Sebastian reluctantly left the café.Meanwhile, Lorraine Carlton received news that her son, Louis, had been severely injured and even potentially rendered infertile. It prompted her immediate return from abroad to the country.In the ward of Citizen Hospital, adorned in designer labels and exuding a cold demeanor, Lorraine angrily slapped Brad across the face. "Useless! You can't even protect your own son. I must have been blind to marry you in the first place!"Brad remained rooted to the spot with his head bowed, too intimidated to utter a word. Despite being one of the top figures in the Steinberg business world, holding the title of one of the leaders of the pharmaceutical industry, Brad was nothing in the eyes of his wife, Lorraine.Why? Because Lo
"Yes, Ms. Carlton." The person on the other end of the line responded.After Lorraine hung up, she looked coldly at Brad, who looked uncomfortable. She said in a displeased tone, "You're becoming more and more cowardly, Brad!"Brad opened his mouth and said, "Honey, let's not be impulsive. Whitney is Dr. Ballard's ex-wife. If we capture her and Dr. Ballard goes mad, the consequences will be dire.""I'll take care of this, alright?" Lorraine said angrily, "Who cares about Dr. Ballard? Have you gone mad? Your son has been beaten up so badly, but instead of thinking about revenge, you're actually trying to tell me not to be impulsive?""Honey—" Brad tried to explain.However, she glared at him and said in an icy voice, "You don't need to intervene. I'll take care of it myself!"She added, "Who the hell is Dr. Ballard? How dare he touch my son? I'll make him wish that he was dead!"Lorraine looked at Louis, who was lying in bed in a coma. She turned and walked out of the hospital wa
The phone in Mabel's hand fell to the floor.The man in a gray suit with the scar, Morris Glewer, walked up to her. He raised his foot and crushed the phone under it!Whitney panicked. She rushed toward Mabel and shook her anxiously, "Mabel! Mabel!""Asshole! Who the hell are you? What do you want?" Whitney looked up and glared at them.Morris smiled sinisterly. He waved his hand and said coldly, "Take them away!"At once, a few burly, black-suited men stepped forward swiftly. They stationed themselves on either side of Whitney and began dragging her out of the conference room.Whitney struggled desperately as she shouted, "What do you want? It's broad daylight, and you're kidnapping me! This is a crime!""Call the police! Hurry up and call the police!" Whitney yelled at the company executives and shareholders, who were frozen in fear. They finally reacted. Some of them got up to try and stop the men. Others pulled their phones out to call the police. However, there was anothe
Sebastian hung up at once. He turned back, flagged down a cab, and headed straight for the Gold Phoenix Club!Although he and Whitney were divorced, according to Mabel, the other party had come for Whitney because of him. No matter what, he could not let Whitney be hurt on his account!Were the Ballards behind this?Or was it someone else…Sebastian was extremely anxious.… In the Gold Phoenix Club, Whitney woke up groggily. She found herself on the floor, and when she touched her forehead, she could feel wet streaks of blood.She was dazed as she looked around. She saw Morris. He sat on a sofa in the center of the room, savoring his whiskey. The look in his eyes was evil and sinister as he stared at her. There were seven or eight men in black suits standing around them. All of them looked ferocious. "Who on earth are you? What do you want? I haven't offended you somehow, have I?"Whitney asked. She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down. She had to know why
"Please, let me go…" Whitney begged for mercy weakly.Morris laughed coldly. "If you're able to beg for mercy, it means that we haven't beaten you up enough. Keep going!""Okay!" the black-suited men answered. They continued whipping her mercilessly. The blood-curdling screams in the room echoed throughout the entire club. Everyone who heard them shuddered. The beating continued for more than ten minutes until Whitney was close to the brink of death.Suddenly, Morris' phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and immediately stood up respectfully. He answered the call and smiled as he said, "What are your commands, boss?""Where is she?" Lorraine's cold, ruthless voice came over the line. "We're beating her up." Morris raised the phone and gestured to his subordinates to lash Whitney a few more times.Whitney screamed again and then fainted.After Lorraine heard her, she nodded in satisfaction and said, "Remember, make sure she's still alive, but barely!"She added. "Mak
Dmitri had barely sat upright when he spat out a huge mouthful of blood.Sebastian's punch had contained a trace of the power of the Thunder God. Not only had it broken Dmitri's arm, but his internal organs had also suffered severe damage. A piercing pain came from Dmitri's chest. It hurt so much that he let out a frightening roar of rage. Right after that, he fainted.Sebastian clasped his hands behind his back and strode toward Dmitri. Without hesitation, he raised his foot and pressed it lightly on Dmitri's chest before exerting force slightly through his toes.The left side of Dmitri's chest caved in at once."No!" A Karnian Warrior, one of Dmitri's companions, shot to his feet in the stands. "This is murder!" he yelled at Sebastian. "My companion has already lost the ability to fight. You have no right to kill him!"Sebastian turned to look at the man and said calmly, "We agreed to fight to the death before we started the match. Are you deaf?"The Karnian Warrior's ches
When the third punch landed, Dmitri spat out a mouthful of blood.Was he actually coughing up blood? As the blood sprayed out of his mouth, a searing pain shot through his body. His organs felt like they were twisting inside him. Dmitri swayed on his feet and fell to his knees with a thud, clutching his stomach. "Tough as nails?" Sebastian sneered before punching him in the face again. Two front teeth flew out of Dmitri's mouth. Sebastian punched him again and sent another two teeth flying. Blood trickled from the corner of Dmitri's mouth. That was when he realized that his brute strength was useless against Sebastian. Every punch that landed gave him internal injuries of varying degrees. Sebastian hadn't even used his Indigo Thunder God tactic. He was only concentrating his vital energy into his fists. If he had used the mystic spells in the legacy of the Sacred Medicine Society, Dmitri would have been crushed in just a single blow.Sebastian wasn't using the mystic sp
Realizing he couldn't crush Sebastian at all, Dmitri abandoned his original plan and used both arms to pick Sebastian up. He then made a move to throw him down on the cement floor of the arena."Ahh!" Whitney cried out in shock. She looked instinctively away, too afraid to keep watching."Oh my goodness!""Things don't look good for Mr. Ballard!""He had a chance to escape! Why didn't he run?"The Dramonian audience murmured regretfully at the sight of Sebastian being lifted up to be thrown down upon the cement floor.Even Phineas closed his eyes in the stands. Once Sebastian was flung down, his bones were sure to break.But just as Sebastian was about to hit the arena floor, he suddenly stuck out his foot and kicked Dmitri's left cheek. Any normal person would have tried to dodge the attack, but Dmitri was different. He had been training since he was a child. Though he wasn't invincible, every inch of his flesh was so tough that an ordinary punch couldn't injure him. He didn'
The Dramonian audience cheered for Sebastian. At that moment, a large, burly man with fair skin from Karna stood up and declared, "I would like to fight you."His name was Dmitri Loffman, a three-time kickboxing champion in Karna. As Dmitri stepped into the arena, everyone realized that he was eight feet tall. Sebastian looked like a child in front of him. His waist was only as thick as one of Dmitri's arms, and the kickboxer's thighs were so thick that they looked like steel pillars.Sebastian looked up at him and asked, "You want to challenge me?"Dmitri grinned viciously as he eyed Sebastian. "Challenge you? No, no. I can kill you with just one punch!"He waved his fist, which was the size of a bowling bowl."Punch me to death? Alright, come here." Sebastian smirked and motioned him to come closer. "Today, I'm going to show you that the martial arts of Dramon cannot withstand absolute strength!" With that, Dmitri walked toward Sebastian, each step heavy and deliberate.
"What the heck?" someone in the audience shouted. "Did the foreign fighters come here to fool around?""Is he training his crotch? How can anyone endure falling like that?" another one chimed in. "He keeps landing on his crotch too.""If he doesn't have the skills for it, he shouldn't embarrass himself like that. Look at what's happened to his poor balls," an elderly man in the audience muttered, shaking his head.Dario's expression was now identical to that of Jules. He knew that he hadn't been mistaken about the force exerted on him a moment ago. It was a supernatural power. He could manipulate that force as well. He just wasn't as powerful as Sebastian."Who are you?" Dario looked at Sebastian in shock. "I'm a Dramonian. You Yutarians should apologize to Dramon for what happened 100 years ago!" Sebastian's voice grew colder. Before Dario could recover, a gigantic force crashed down on his back from the sky.Just like Jules had, Dario's forehead slammed into the ground wit
Just as Dario's palm was about to touch Sebastian's hair, the latter suddenly turned. A series of afterimages trailed behind him.Dario had already started celebrating inwardly, certain he had landed a hit. However, the moment his hand came down, he realized he had struck nothing but air. By the time he registered the shadows in front of him, it was already too late. Sebastian was already behind him.With a casual push to his back, Sebastian sent him flying. Dario shot forward like an arrow released from a bow. Unfortunately, a wooden pillar stood about 20 feet in front of him. A loud crash echoed through the venue as Dario slammed into the pillar at an awkward angle. "Aargh! Damn it!"Dario had no idea what had happened. He had been flying forward headfirst, but just before the impact, he'd done a sudden forward roll.His crotch had hit the wooden pillar first.And of all the pillars surrounding the area, this was the only hexagonal one. The rest were round. Dario had crash
Even the audience grew uneasy as they watched the spectacle. "Holy shit! Will he only stop when he bashes his head in?""What's going on? Is he letting his anger build up?""Why would he need to do that? He's about to crack his skull open!"Amidst the chatter, some members of the audience realized that a white liquid was trickling out of Jules' nose and ears as he continued prostrating.His cerebrospinal fluid was leaking out. It was proof that his skull really had been cracked open.By this point, Jules had already lost consciousness. However, his body kept repeating the same motion. With a final thump, he fell heavily on the arena floor.The audience let out a collective gasp. Jules was probably the first person to prostrate himself to death. And he was supposed to be the top expert in Southia!"Did… did he really die?""How could he not be dead? His brain plasma is leaking out!""He was so determined too. What a shame."The audience murmured among themselves, exchangin
"Why are you glaring at me? Was I the one who made you fall and end up like that?" The young man glared back at Jules. Jules burned with rage as he struggled to his feet.He had taken a hard fall this time. The arena was raised and was about three feet from the ground. He had jumped up to a height of six feet. In total, he had plummeted from nearly ten feet. Not only did he scrape his face, but he had also almost fractured his pelvis. When he stood up, he had to limp. There was no way he could kick anyone now."Can you keep fighting, Mr. Laurent?" a Southian official asked in concern as he hurried up to him. They couldn't afford to let Jules be defeated or killed! He was an important figure in karate. If he died, Southia's martial arts community would be doomed.When Jules opened his mouth, all the blood and the gaps in his teeth made his words completely incomprehensible. The Southia official couldn't understand him at all despite listening intently."Jules, if you're afraid
Sebastian smiled slightly. In the blink of an eye, he slipped under Jules and thrust his hands upward. Jules folded up and did a forward roll before crashing headfirst onto the cement floor of the arena. A loud crash echoed through the venue. His forehead had hit the ground hard, and blood splattered everywhere."Oh damn! What kind of technique is that? He's taking himself out in the arena!""Maybe that's the essence of karate.""Uh, yeah. You're right. He's so ruthless with himself that any opponent would be terrified."The Southian officials in the stands looked furious, their eyes burning with anger. Before coming, Jules had boasted to the media that he would kill Sebastian with a single kick.How many kicks had he tried? Sebastian was completely unharmed, while Jules had already lost his front teeth! Now, his forehead was bleeding!The Southian audience fell silent. This wasn't the expert they remembered."Sebastian, I'm going to chop you into a million pieces!" Jules wa