Greg was dazed. This was the first time that anyone had ever hit him!He was usually the one beating people up. No one had ever beaten him up before!"You punk! You're asking for trouble!" Greg yelled angrily.Sebastian slapped him again and said coldly, "Are you going to call him or not?"Greg didn't dare to protest again. He looked grim as he pulled out his phone and said viciously, "Fine. You're asking for it! Once my father gets here, I'll chop your hands off and feed them to the dogs!"Greg called his father and shouted, "Dad, bring some men over to Wild Rose! Someone beat me up!"Brady and Hans were at a nightclub, having drinks together in a private room. Brady looked ingratiatingly at Hans. "Mr. Wagner, when are you going to introduce me to Mr. Ballard?" he asked, grinning. "That depends on whether or not Mr. Ballard has time. Don't be anxious. I'll ask him tomorrow.""Thank you, Mr. Wagner," Brady simpered. Suddenly, his phone rang. Brady saw that Greg was calli
Tommy didn't mind dying. However, he felt bad about dragging Sebastian into this.Sebastian laughed softly. He pulled Tommy back down and said calmly, "What are you afraid of? It's just Hans. There's nothing to be afraid of."Tommy's heart dropped to his stomach.Greg and the others looked surprised but immediately began laughing derisively. "What did you say, punk? Did you just address Mr. Wagner by name? You really do have a death wish!" Trina said scornfully, looking contemptuous."You're just an ignorant punk! We'll see if you can keep this up until the end!" Warren said coldly as he wiped away the blood from his nose. Greg looked sinister as he yelled, "Fine! Keep the act up! I'd like to see what you'll do when my father and Mr. Wagner get here!"At that moment, a black Range Rover pulled up at the entrance of Wild Rose.Brady quickly exited the car and respectfully opened the door for Hans. He said, "We're here, Mr. Wagner."Hans grunted and got out. They headed straig
Sebastian chuckled. With a swift kick in the gut, he sent Greg flying and crashing into the coffee table behind him. The coffee table completely shattered into pieces.His whole body covered in glass shards, Greg howled in pain as he bled.The room was dead silent. Everyone gawked at them in shock.They couldn't believe their eyes. Sebastian actually dared to hurt Greg right in front of Brady.That was Brady Camden that they're talking about! He's like a brother to Hans Wagner!Hans was right in the room next to theirs. This pathetic loser must be crazy! Did he know what he had gotten himself into for messing with Brady?Warren, Trina, and Kennedy were shaken to the core. However, cold, sarcastic smiles quickly appeared on their faces. These two broke losers were done for tonight!Brady had slaughtered those who had offended Greg and discarded their dead bodies in the woods.Tommy was shocked too. He never expected Sebastian to go this hard. While it felt amazing, Tommy knew Se
Kruz was an expert in the Grand Punch technique. Wanted by three countries, he was a criminal who had murdered dozens of people."Yes, sir," he answered in awkward Dracian. He stared at Sebastian like a hungry wolf, cracking his neck.He struck out a punch in the next second, aiming for Sebastian. Sebastian frowned as he felt the force of the attack. Kruz was a Warrior, a semi-Grandmaster at that. He was surprised to see such a powerful Warrior working for Brady.Brady looked at Sebastian, who was sitting wide-eyed on the sofa. He cackled and turned to Greg and the others. He told them, "This brat is toast. Let me take you guys to meet Mr. Wagner."To his knowledge, Kruz never missed his target. Sebastian was as good as dead.However, before he even finished talking, a figure was sent flying past him. With a bang, the door crashed into the ground. Then, with a louder bang, something slammed into the hallway wall outside.Brady was dumbfounded. He took a good look outside and re
Hans trembled in fear, though it went unnoticed by Brady and the others.Especially Greg. He had a smug grin as he roared, "Hey, pathetic loser! How dare you talk to Mr. Wagner like that? You just can't wait to die, huh?"Sebastian slapped Greg and broke his teeth. Greg howled painfully with a bloody mouth. "Argh! Did you fucking hit me again?" He held his face angrily.Brady was riled up too. He yelled, "You brat! How dare you hit him in front of Mr. Wagner? You must have a death wish!""So what if I hit him? Not only do I dare to hit him, I'm gonna hit you too!" Sebastian said coldly.Everyone except Hans was dumbstruck. What did Sebastian just say? Was he going to hit Brady?Sebastian slapped Brady hard before he could react."As Greg's dad, you have failed to educate him! You're the biggest reason Greg turned out so arrogant and audacious. You deserved to be slapped in the face!" Sebastian said coldly."Fuck you! Fuck you!" Brady bellowed, burning in fury.However, Sebas
"Dad, what are you…" Greg asked, trembling."You rascal! Kneel to Mr. Ballard and beg for his forgiveness to spare your life, now!" Brady roared.Greg asked, with a hint of fear in his voice, "Mr. Ballard? Is he Mr. Ballard?""That's right! Kneel quickly!" Ballard exclaimed.Greg knelt and cried out to Sebastian, "Mr. Ballard, I'm sorry. I was wrong, and I deserve to die. Please don't kill me."Sebastian glared icily at the three men kneeling before him and uttered coldly, "Hans, get up.""Yes, sir." Hans stood up quickly and hunched over. He moved to the side, not daring to speak.Warren and the others were too scared to speak. At that moment, Sebastian turned his head, fixed his gaze on Trina, and told Tommy, "Tommy, ask her for the money.""Ah? Oh… Alright."Tommy was frightened, but then he mustered the courage and said to Trina, "Give me the money back."Trina's anxiety was apparent as she shouted, "What money? You gave it to me, and I won't pay you back!"Sebastian sla
Sebastian frowned as he focused on the visibly irate Whitney before him. With a slight exhale, he said, "I'm very busy. If you have something to tell me, please go ahead."With that being said, Sebastian stood at the door a few feet away, gazing at her. A subtle distance and tension lingered between them. The dim streetlights illuminated their faces, and their expressions couldn't be seen clearly.Whitney's face contorted in a frown, clearly displaying her disappointment. Her eyes were bloodshot, hinting at sadness after an entire day of waiting, only to be met with Sebastian's indifferent words."Why are you so distant from me?" Whitney asked with a tremor in her voice. Her heart ached as she could sense that Sebastian was intentionally maintaining his distance from her."We're not that familiar with each other. Ms. Sutton, if you have something to say, please just say it. I've been busy all day, and I'm exhausted," Sebastian said indifferently.Whitney's enraged tears streamed d
At that moment, Whitney felt as if the whole world had abandoned her. She was convinced that no one loved or cared about her and that she was utterly alone.As Whitney was sitting on the ground, crying, a black car pulled up next to her. Three drunken men stepped out of the car and noticed Whitney, who was wet from the rain, showcasing her elegant figure. They looked at her with a mixture of desire and greed."Pretty lady, why are you crying? It's pouring down so heavily. It wouldn't be good for you to get wet. How about this? Let me take you to the hotel to change clothes." One of the bald men reached out and grabbed Whitney's arm."Back off! Leave me alone!" Whitney cried out, quickly raising her hand and delivering a resounding slap to the bald man's face.The slap ignited the bald man's fury. With a sharp snap, he backhandedly struck Whitney across the face, seething, "Damn it! You bitch! How dare you still attack me?""Get her into the car, and tonight, the three of us will p
Saul turned as pale as a sheet after hearing what Sebastian had said. He stared blankly at him for a long time before asking Belinda, "Madam Dragon, is this your intention as well?"Belinda nodded calmly and said, "Do you want one to die or everyone to die? You can decide."Saul took several deep breaths, but he didn't dare to answer her. It wouldn't be hard for the Warrior League to wipe all of them out. After all, they were in Dramon, and they were on the Warrior League's territory. Who would dare to oppose them?"Hurry! Tell Abraham and the others to get out here. If they're not here within five minutes, they'll be ordered to kill themselves!" Saul said to one of the Yvantonian men."No," Blake interjected coldly. "You no longer have five minutes. You have two minutes left!" He raised his right arm at the black-clad men around him. There was a clatter as the Warrior League members pulled out their weapons. In the glow of the moonlight, countless gleaming knives and swords sh
According to the Steinberg Martial Arts Court's arrangements, Warriors from various countries had been assigned to different areas. Yvanton had been placed in a villa in the mountains in the western suburbs. There were around 300 guest rooms there. Before the Warriors of Yvanton and the reporters had moved in, it had been emptied completely.The Yvantonian Warriors had lit campfires in the yard and were singing and dancing. Suddenly, a line of SUVs stopped at the entrance, and countless black-clad men surrounded the entire villa at once. Blake walked into the yard, looking murderous. He clasped his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Everyone, gather in the yard within five minutes. Those who are late or absent will be killed!""Killed!" Over 200 of the Warrior League martial arts experts yelled simultaneously. They were all at the third level of the Celestial realm.The Yvantonian Warriors and reporters in the yard all gave Blake looks of surprise."Hey, who are you? Why
Although Belinda had clashed with the Warrior League elders in the past, they had all watched her grow up and supported her in becoming the leader of the Warrior League.Belinda had been filled with grief and fury at the sight of a severely injured Edward, and she had suffered great torment. She felt as if a member of her family had been attacked and injured badly.Now, watching him regain consciousness, she was overwhelmed with emotion. Tears welled up in her eyes despite herself."Oh…" Edward murmured weakly before turning to look at Sebastian, who stood beside him. "Thank you, Mr. Ballard. I owe you my life." He coughed a few more times, but there was no longer any blood."You can all help Mr. Parham sit up. He still has some clotted blood in his system. Moving around will help him dislodge the blood, and it'll speed up his recovery," Sebastian said to the crowd. Elara and Blake hastily helped Edward up from the stretcher. The moment his feet touched the floor, he began coug
Sebastian was being so sincere to the members of the Warrior League. Even though their hearts had always been as hard as stone, they couldn't help but feel moved."Gentlemen, we got to know each other because of the conflict between us," Sebastian said with a smile. "I came here in a rush, but I've had some free time recently and I've prepared some energy replenishing pills. Send someone over tomorrow morning to get them from me."The Warrior League elders' eyes welled with gratitude. Anyone would want a friend like Sebastian."Mr. Ballard, if you need anything from us in the future, we will accept it. We'd go through hell and high water without complaint!""Yes, without complaint!" The moment the elders finished speaking, the rest of the Warrior League apprentices echoed their agreement in unison. "Mr. Ballard, you're the first person in a century to win the approval of all the Warrior League members!" Belinda said admiringly.The more she looked at Sebastian, the more she li
"Madam Dragon, don't worry. I'll do my best to save him," Sebastian assured her. He tossed the nine golden needles out casually. They seemed to have a soul of their own as they pricked over a dozen main acupuncture points on Edward's body.Finally, they sank into several main acupuncture points. The ends of the nine golden needles were quivering incessantly, emitting a faint buzzing sound.Maxwell couldn't help but gasp. He blurted, "The Nine Revival Needles!"It was a legendary, almost divine acupuncture technique. It was said that the famous healer Handock had built his reputation using this method.The first person who had used it was the miracle doctor Benzo, who had lived in the early Quorn era. However, the acupuncture technique had become lost after Ambroise. That was why no miracle doctors had emerged in Dramon ever since."Shut up!" Belinda snapped coldly.Maxwell immediately fell silent and stared unblinkingly at the nine golden needles on Edward's body.He was als
"We don't need to disturb them while they're resting. Let's go," Sebastian said, beckoning to Blake and Elara.Soon, they arrived at Ventus Estate. Bertie, Drake, Terry, and Gary were all crowded around a stretcher, wiping away their tears. Lying motionless on it was Edward.They had been friends for years. How could they just watch him die?"Everyone, move aside! Mr. Ballard is here!" Blake announced as he walked inside.The Warrior League members crowded around the door hastily moved aside, clearing a path for Sebastian and the others to walk through.Belinda was sitting in the main seat, looking as white as a sheet. Sebastian could sense her rage."Madam Dragon," he greeted, inclining his head slightly.Belinda turned to look at him and forced a smile. "Mr. Ballard, I'm sorry to trouble you yet again."He smiled slightly and replied, "As you've said, I'm a friend of the Warrior League."He walked over to Edward and bent down to examine him. Edward's eyes were tightly shut
Sebastian couldn't help frowning as he asked, "Mr. Lorne, you didn't recommend me as league leader just to get your hands on my treasured sword, did you?"Aiden immediately denied it and changed tack. "Mr. Ballard, you've misunderstood. What I meant to ask was whether or not we could borrow it! I wanted to ask if you'd lend this sword to us."He had managed to smooth things over. However, borrowing something didn't mean that one would return it. Sebastian smiled slightly. "Of course. However, it can only be lent to those who will battle in the arena. It also depends on your performance."Phineas couldn't help glancing at Sebastian. How could he agree to such a request?Didn't Sebastian know what they were planning? If Purity left his side, he'd be in serious danger."Oh, Mr. Ballard, you're as generous as I expected. Let me toast to you!" Aiden said, raising his glass and clinking it against Sebastian's. Sebastian just took a small sip.As Aiden put his wine glass down, he ex
Phineas wasn't about to give them a chance to regret it. He shot the deacon a meaningful look at once.The deacon nodded slightly and walked swiftly out of the hall.Aiden and the others wanted to stop him, but they couldn't find a reasonable excuse. When they saw Sebastian beaming at them, they had no choice but to sigh.Once they managed to trick Sebastian into giving them Purity, they would have plenty of time to deal with him. Assassinations weren't uncommon for league leaders. After all, people from the international martial arts community were capable of many things?They would just have to find an excuse to gloss things over. If Sebastian was dead, who would probe further into the matter?"Come! Let's toast the establishment of our league. Here's to a smooth collaboration in the future!" Sebastian said, raising his glass.Ezekiel and the others hadn't expected him to jump right into their trap. Smug grins spread across their faces.They had no idea that while they were
The two deacons hurriedly got up and ordered the staff to clear the rest of the plates before laying out another lavish feast. Once everything was set, everyone sat down again. The two deacons then retreated tactfully. They wouldn't be allowed to sit at a table like that.Everyone present was a sect leader or an influential figure from the Sapientia. Apart from them, there was Sebastian, who was a young but up-and-coming figure of influence.The deacons weren't even worthy of drinking with them. Phineas raised his glass and addressed the room. "As your host for today, I hope that all of you have a good time."After downing a glass of wine, Alaric was the first to stand up. He filled his glass again and raised it toward Sebastian. 'Mr. Ballard, we've had our misunderstandings in the past. I hope that you can understand."Sebastian smiled slightly and replied, "No, no. It's not like there's any deep grudge between us. Let's leave the past in the past."He raised his glass in ret