Eugene was clearly displeased with Sebastian's attitude. He was a figure of authority in Steinberg, someone whose word carried significant weight. When had a young punk ever treated him with such disregard?"How dare you! Do you know who you're talking to? Kneel and apologize to Mr. Targery Senior!" Zakary shouted while glaring at Sebastian. It was as if he wanted to tear him apart.Sebastian frowned and gave Zakary a cold look. "Who do you think you are? This isn't your place to speak.""Why you—" Zakary fumed with rage, then turned to Eugene. "Mr. Targery Senior, do you see how arrogant this kid is? He has no respect for you! This is outrageous!"Eugene's expression grew even darker. "Very well. Young man, do you know my status in Steinberg?" Eugene asked coldly.Sebastian chuckled. "A bit. But so what?""Then why aren't you kneeling?" Eugene asked with a sharp gaze, exuding a stern air.Sebastian laughed, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair as he looked at Eugen
Earlier, Zakary hadn't mentioned any of this to Eugene, only claiming that Sebastian had stormed into the casino, causing chaos. He also suggested that it might have been part of a power play by Hans.Zakary shuddered and quickly explained, "Mr. Targery Senior, I-I didn't know… This was all done by my subordinates. You know how it is with a large group—sometimes things get out of control. "Besides, even if what he's saying is true, there's no reason for him to attack and destroy the casino or hurt me! I'm one of your people! If he does this, it's like he's insulting you!"Eugene frowned, contemplating the situation. He looked at Sebastian and said sternly, "No matter what happened before, you shouldn't have resorted to violence!"Sebastian laughed. "So, Mr. Targery Senior, you're just going to ignore the facts?" he retorted with a cold smile.Eugene's expression darkened. "Boy, I don't want to hear your nonsense! Get him!"The two bodyguards quickly moved forward.Sebastian's g
Vincent? The head of the Hindon family? He was in Steinberg!Instantly, Eugene's face turned pale.But Zakary, blinded by rage, kept cursing. "I don't care who this Vincent is! Tell him to get over here and apologize! Otherwise, if Mr. Targery Senior gets mad, he'll be as good as dead!"That sentence shook Eugene to his core. "Shut up!" he roared, raising his hand and slapping Zakary across the face. The slap left Zakary reeling, and knocked him to the ground. "Mr. Targery Senior, why'd you hit me?" he asked while holding his face. He was utterly confused.Eugene glared at him with fury and said, "You idiot! Are you trying to get me killed? Do you have any idea who Vincent is?""I… I don't know... But he can't be as powerful as you, right?" Zakary replied, full of resentment.He thought Eugene had lost his mind. After all, it was just some man named Vincent! Was it worth hitting Zakary in front of everyone?"You're truly clueless!" Eugene snapped, raising his cane and pointing
Vincent looked sickly. An elderly man in a blue robe was currently checking up on him."What's the diagnosis, Dr. Evans?" Vincent asked.He'd fallen ill after returning from a private art exhibition, feeling weak, with aching limbs, dizziness, and occasionally even coughing up blood.Michael Evans was Vincent's personal doctor, known for his medical expertise.He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Hindon, it's nothing serious. It's just a common cold exacerbated by some underlying conditions. "I'll give you a few acupuncture treatments and prescribe some medicine. Rest for a few days, and you should be fine."Vincent nodded, "Thank you, Dr. Evans.""There's no need to thank me, Mr. Hindon. It's my duty," Michael replied with a smile before leaving to prepare for his treatment.Vincent coughed a few more times and asked the man in the black suit who had entered, "Is he here?""Yes, he's waiting in the parlor," the man replied."Bring him in," Vincent said as he c
As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the sitting room became tense. Vincent's expression darkened significantly, and his already unhealthy complexion turned even more grim."What did you say?" Vincent asked coldly, every word laced with anger.The man in the black suit also frowned, his expression showing displeasure at Sebastian's words. Who dared to curse Vincent, predicting he wouldn't live past the night? That was a death wish!Michael, however, just smirked, thinking that Sebastian must be insane to say such things to Vincent.But Sebastian remained unruffled. "Mr. Hindon, it's your choice to believe it or not. But from what I see, you won't last through the night. Even if I make the Life Prolonging Pill, you won't be around to receive it.""How dare you!" Vincent roared, slamming his hand on the armrest. In his sudden burst of anger, he coughed violently, spitting out blood.Michael was alarmed. He rushed toward him and said, "Mr. Hindon, you mustn't get agitated, or
The man in the black suit glared at Michael. "If anything happens to Mr. Hindon, you won't survive, either! Someone, lock him up!"Two guards immediately rushed in, grabbing Michael and restraining him."It's not my fault!" Michael protested in fear. He never expected Vincent to react like this.Vincent managed to force out a few words, his voice faint and strained. "Get… Sebastian…"After saying that, he fell unconscious.The man in the black suit quickly got up, instructing his men to carry Vincent to the bedroom. Then, he ran out to find Sebastian.…Sebastian had taken a taxi back to the grocery store.Outside the store, Eugene was still there, seemingly waiting for Sebastian. Hans and James stood nearby as well.Seeing Sebastian step out of the car, Hans and James quickly approached him and asked, "Mr. Ballard, what did Mr. Hindon want with you?""Mr. Ballard, are you okay? Did Mr. Hindon do anything to you?"Sebastian smiled and replied, "I'm fine."Eugene also walked
"Please, Mr. Ballard, save Mr. Hindon," the man in the black suit said, his head touching the floor. Sebastian watched him for a moment, then sighed and said, "Alright, I'll go, just because of your loyalty."He walked out of the grocery store, brushing past Eugene, who stood there like a deer in headlights.Eugene quickly adjusted his attitude, forcing a couple of awkward laughs. "Mr. Ballard, it was all a misunderstanding earlier. I hope you won't hold it against me."Sebastian glanced at Eugene without a word and got into the car. The man in the black suit jumped in and sped off.As the car drove away, Eugene felt his legs trembling, a thin film of sweat forming on his forehead.If Mr. Hindon's aide had to beg on his knees, then Sebastian was no ordinary person. Hans and James came out, and Eugene asked, "Hans, what does Mr. Ballard like? I need to prepare a generous gift as an apology."Hans pretended to be surprised. "Mr. Targery Senior, what are you planning?"But the s
Then, in front of the man in the black suit, Sebastian used the small knife to cut open each of Vincent's ten fingers, allowing dark blood to flow from them.The man in the black suit was both astonished and anxious by the sight. "Mr. Ballard, what are you doing?""Bloodletting," Sebastian replied calmly."Bloodletting?" The man was confused, wondering what was going on.Sebastian explained, "Mr. Hindon's system is filled with toxins. We need to reduce the toxicity by draining some of his blood.""Is this safe?" the man asked, still doubtful.Sebastian chuckled and said, "You'll see soon enough."After collecting a small basin of dark blood, Vincent's complexion began to improve. He wasn't as dark, and his breathing seemed to stabilize a bit."Mr. Ballard, it's working! Should we keep going?" The man was getting excited.Sebastian shot him a look and said, "Keep going, and your superior will die from blood loss.""So, what do we do next?""Lay him flat and get a set of cuppi
Javier fell with a thump onto the floor. He stared dazedly as Kayden was tied to a long bench with a rope."Bring in the family members of the victim. Who from the law enforcement hall will carry out the punishment?" Sebastian demanded.He pulled out a silver needle and pierced one of Kayden's acupuncture points, which would make him more alert.When a man in a wheelchair was pushed into the hall by a young woman who looked very frail, Sebastian stood up quickly.He said to the young man, "Kayden is the reason your family's fallen apart. We'll torture him to death very soon.""That asshole! He deserves to be slashed a million times!" the young man yelled at Kayden, clenching his fists tightly."Don't get agitated. He won't die before he gets cut 7,000 times. Although you don't have the right to carry out the execution, you can splash salt water over his wounds!"Sebastian took a bucket from one of the law enforcement hall apprentices and placed it in front of the young man."Se
At least that man had not had to grovel to the perpetrators to thank them. Not only did Brayden have to grovel to the law enforcement hall men, he even had to thank them!After about four hours, when Kayden had pulled up his pants, he went over to Brayden and said in a slightly ashamed tone, "Inspector Jefferson, I… I had no choice!"He sounded as if he was completely innocent.Brayden wanted to murder him. Just a minute earlier, when Joaquin had called out his name, he had been shaking with excitement. He had even forgotten about the pain of having his crotch injured and lunged toward Darla like a hungry wolf. Now, he was standing in front of Brayden, acting innocent?Brayden had only gotten into this state because of Kayden!After sending away all the reporters, Joaquin sent a message to Sebastian. In less than ten minutes, Sebastian sauntered back into the restaurant. He glanced at Darla, who was lying on the floor with a vacant look in her eyes. Sebastian patted Brayden's sh
If the incident was broadcast, it would be sure to cause an uproar, and Boren would become the center of the storm.However, Sebastian had made up his mind, and Joaquin didn't dare to try and dissuade him. He had no choice but to do as Sebastian had commanded and call over the news teams from all three states' television stations.Since the head director of a state was calling them personally, none of them dared to refuse. In less than two hours, the news teams from all three state television stations had arrived and were in position."What news are we broadcasting today, Mr. Ballard?" a female reporter asked Sebastian.She had seen how messy the place was, and there didn't seem to be anything for them to report about."Later, these people are going to help a family improve the gene pool, and I need you to broadcast the entire process live. Before you do, please play a recording of a phone call from Inspector Jefferson," Sebastian said. He sent the recording of the phone call
"Kneel!" Sebastian suddenly yelled.Brayden yelped with fear and fell to his knees."Sebastian, I… I'm a tristate inspector of the Martial Arts Court!"At that point, Brayden's final hope was his authority and position. He didn't want to die, and he especially didn't want to die for no reason.He just wanted to win favor with the ancestral being of the Berkeleys and get some tips on how to get a longer life."Call your wife! I'll give you two hours. If she doesn't come, you'll be tortured to death as well. I can tell you clearly that I'm a doctor, and I have ways to keep you alive until you get slashed 3,600 times with a knife!" Sebastian said icily."I…"Brayden trembled as he pulled out his phone. His mind had gone blank, and it took him a long time to find his wife's phone number. Her name was Darla Wyllis. "Hello? Honey? A handbag caught my eye today, but that stupid store actually refused to give it to me for free! It's a lousy handbag that only costs about 500 thousand d
Jayden had only gone a few steps, but he had no choice but to stop. He turned and grimaced at the Berkeleys and Brayden, who were all looking in his direction.He was filled with regret. He should have made his escape earlier instead of coming back with Brayden. Egbert and Yorrick were clearly fools. One of them had maimed himself and ended up vomiting blood relentlessly, while the other stood there like an idiot for Sebastian to slap him. He would be surprised if either of them could defeat Sebastian.As everyone was watching him, Jayden had no choice but to return to his previous spot. He looked nervously at Yorrick, praying inwardly that the old man would somehow get more skilled. He couldn't let Sebastian screw him over!"This is the last slap, old man. Do you still have any feeling in your face?" Sebastian asked, raising his palm."Damn you!" Yorrick swore violently. However, one of his front teeth had been knocked out earlier when he was slapped, and air escaped noisily t
The entire left side of Yorrick's face had become so numb that he couldn't feel a thing."Young man, just now you already hit me—""I only slapped you once!" Sebastian interrupted, holding up a finger.Yorrick spat and said, "How could one slap have made so many noises?"Sebastian replied innocently, "Everyone here can testify that I only hit you once, and I did it very slowly too. You all saw it, didn't you?"The onlookers nodded quickly, especially the experts from the law enforcement hall. They still couldn't figure out how an expert at Yorrick's level could have been sent flying through the air by a weak slap like that from Sebastian.What puzzled them the most was that Yorrick had clearly landed in a very safe spot. Why had he insisted on rolling into a pile of broken glass and gotten such a gaping wound on his face?"Fine!" Yorrick clenched his teeth and suppressed the pain in the right side of his face. "There are still two moves left!" he said viciously."Will you com
Sebastian nodded slightly. Yorrick had probably killed the young man because the latter was proficient in mystic spells and was already on the brink of the threshold. That could be the only reason for Yorrick's senseless deedThere were some people who couldn't bear seeing people who were stronger than them, which was why they made their move before their opponent could grow and develop."Are you really going to concede three moves to me, old man?" Sebastian stepped forward, grinning."Of course!" Yorrick answered, staring arrogantly at him.He still hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary with Sebastian, so he assumed that Sebastian was just an ordinary guy. He had probably only been able to defeat so many experts—including Egbert—because he had used some kind of trick. Egbert had lost because he had fallen into Sebastian's trap, not because of the latter's skills. That was why Egbert ended up suffering from the backlash of the ghost he had nurtured and lost his powers."I'll
"Young man, you're so cruel. Have you ever thought of the consequences of your actions?" Yorrick asked. He put his hands behind his back as he walked slowly toward Sebastian. Sebastian eyed Yorrick, whose training was at least on the same level as Egbert's. Besides, what he had studied was also a kind of spell. He and Sebastian specialized in the same study.The moment Yorrick got angry, Sebastian had sensed the faint power of Dainist principles from him."No blows are kind, and neither are harsh words! Why do you people feel that others should meekly allow you to beat them up? When your people are injured, you immediately think of it as the other party's mistake! That doesn't make any sense!" Sebastian answered coldly."Mr. Irving, kill that asshole!" Kayden said viciously. He was still clutching his crotch with one hand while he pointed at Sebastian with his other hand. Beside them, Jayden said defiantly, "Mr. Irving, you must not let this guy go! He's ruthless and extremely
Huh? Egbert frowned involuntarily. He had never felt that way before. What was going on? There was a loud blast, and the gigantic statue suddenly appeared out of thin air. At the same time, Egbert suddenly felt his blood churning inside him, and he immediately felt a sense of foreboding.He was about to turn and run when a black bolt of light hit him in the back. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and flew through the air like a broken kite. "Oh! Are you actually a sadist, old man?" Sebastian asked, smiling.Before Egbert could scramble up again, yet another bolt of dark light flew toward him."Damn it!"Egbert could no longer be conscious of his image and dignity. He swore at once. The dark light was aimed at his energy reserve. If he was hit, his decades of training would be completely ruined. However, he had plenty of life experience and had been through many such situations. When he saw the dark light flying toward him, he rolled across the floor like a bal