"Where are you? Someone urgently needs to see you." Rosalie's weak voice came over the phone.Sebastian frowned. "Who wants to see me?""Me." It was Sandra's voice.Sebastian was startled. He smiled and said, "Oh, Sandra. I'm on the way back. Please wait for a while.""Alright. See you later," Sandra said and handed the phone back to Rosalie.Rosalie chatted for a while with Sebastian before hanging up.…"Oh, Mr. Ballard's back!" Sandra got up quickly to greet him when she saw him push the door open and enter."Sandra? Why didn't Harold come with you?" Sebastian went over to her."Our company is holding an auction tomorrow, so I came specially to invite you as our esteemed guest," Sandra said, chuckling."An auction?" Sebastian frowned. He had never been interested in antiques, and he wasn't keen on auctions, either."My father said that I had to invite you to come no matter what, so please don't let me down." Noticing that Sebastian was about to refuse, Sandra hastily ment
Sebastian couldn't help frowning. He hadn't expected Bianca to be so ruthless. She had aimed to incapacitate Rose with just one move."Mr. Ballard, there's probably nothing that can be done about my wounds, is there? I'll probably end up losing all the results of my training, right?" Rose asked, looking very calm.Sebastian nodded slightly and said, "That's right. If you hadn't met me, you would end up as a cripple."He took out an energy replenishing pill from the Sky Devouring Bottle and gave it to Rose. "Although this energy replenishing pill can stabilize your wounds for the time being, you must not use your vital energy for seven days," he said seriously. He added, "Otherwise, the consequences will be dire. If there's nothing important you have to do, you can stay here for a while and leave when you've recovered." Sebastian instructed the staff to prepare a small room for Rose in the Moonlyte Club so that she could stay and recuperate.…The next day, Sebastian rushed to
"Oh? You're not joking around with me, are you, Mr. Sutton? What kind of consultant could I be?"Cyrus wasn't an idiot. He didn't know anything about managing a business at all. How could he be a consultant?"You're a rare talent, Mr. Torenby. If we can get your help, we'll get a green light all the way, right?" Ryder was making things up with a straight face.It wasn't true at all. Ryder wanted to use Cyrus to go against Sebastian with him, as Sebastian had so many connections in Steinberg."Well, you certainly have good taste." Cyrus was gleeful. Sunway was full of his father's old employees, and he was sure that there was nobody more suitable than him in terms of his network of connections."However, I'm uncertain about whether or not I can continue leading Frostwave Corporation," Ryder said, looking sad. "What? Is someone competing with you for the position?" Cyrus asked, frowning."Well, no. It's just that there are some people who don't want me to stay in Frostwave Corpora
"I was sitting here the entire time, and I didn't move. How could I have bumped into him?" Sebastian asked calmly."How dare you try and make excuses?" Cyrus yelled, pointing at Sebastian."What's wrong? What's happening?" A middle-aged man in a black suit rushed over."Mr. Chestwood, there's been a little conflict. We're dealing with it," the leader of the security guards said to the middle-aged man, whose name was Corey Chestwood. "What's the conflict about?" Corey walked forward and bowed immediately when he saw that it was Cyrus. "Oh, it's Mr. Torenby! My apologies for the disrespect."Cyrus looked sideways at Corey and said, "Mr. Chestwood, he bumped into me and spilled my red wine. It splashed all over me! Tell me what you're going to do about it."Corey turned to Sebastian and said, "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Torenby!"Sebastian frowned and said, "How can I bump into anyone when I was just sitting here?""Don't talk nonsense! If you kneel and apologize to me right n
"Dad, this guy doesn't even have an invitation. I was telling the security guards to kick him out," Cyrus said, pointing to Sebastian."What are you standing there for? Kick him out!" Glen said, looking impatient.Since Glen had said so, Corey was even more impolite to Sebastian. He pointed at the door and said loudly, "I'm asking you to leave right now!""I just hope you don't regret it," Sebastian said. He got up and walked out."Pfft! What the hell was that?" Cyrus spat at Sebastian's back. Sebastian had just reached the elevators when Dexter, Harold, and an old man walked out. "Sebastian, where are you going? The auction is about to start," Harold said in confusion."There's a manager in there called Mr. Chestwood who doesn't seem to want me around. He asked me to leave at once, so I thought I'd better go," Sebastian said, smiling widely."What?" Harold was furious. He yelled at the door, "Where's the person in charge today? Get over here right now!"He was Dexter's son-
Dexter frowned impatiently.The security guards hastily towed Corey into the stairwell. Right after that, there was the sound of someone screaming. "You, get over here!" Harold pointed at the middle-aged, fat man. "Mr. Tennyson!" The fat, middle-aged man had gone pale with fright. Corey had just been dragged out, and he was one of the top executives of their security company. They had just broken his legs without any hesitation! They were ruthless. He had no allies or support at all. Even if Harold decided to slaughter him, he could not do anything about it. "Get Glen and his son Cyrus out of here! Tell them to get lost!" Harold yelled angrily. "Yes, sir!" The fat, middle-aged man nodded quickly. He waved his hand, and over a dozen security guards rushed into the hall. He pointed at Glen and Cyrus and shouted furiously, "Get these two assholes out of here!Meanwhile, Cyrus was showing off gleefully to Ryder."Mr. Sutton, why would you be afraid of Sebastian? I showed him
Glen only had the guts to yell at Harold, but not Dexter. Everyone knew how ruthless and cruel the head of the Coltrane family could be."I told you two to get lost right now!" Dexter boomed.Everyone present was frightened into silence once more.Dexter hadn't lost his temper in public for close to 20 years, but he was in such a rage that day that the Torenbys were doomed. They wouldn't be able to survive in Sunway again."Mr. Coltrane Senior… I…""They told you to get lost. Didn't you hear them?" Sebastian asked. He was grinning and standing at the back. "You?" Glen immediately made the connection. He turned and started pummeling Cyrus viciously."Throw them out!" Dexter ordered impatiently. Over a dozen security guards converged on the Torenbys and dragged them out. Ryder was huddled in a corner, shocked at what he had seen. He hadn't expected Dexter to also take Sebastian's side.However, as soon as he lowered his head, Harold grabbed him by the collar and slapped him se
Dexter had only just sat down when the host walked onto the stage and said loudly, "To all our respected friends and guests. The auction will now officially begin."The audience burst into a roar of applause, and Sebastian clapped along obligingly once or twice."Now, let us welcome the first item for auction today. The King's Son."As soon as the host had finished, a young lady opened a red wooden box. She took out a rolled-up painting from inside and spread it out in front of everyone."Oh, it really does have the authentic flair of Basil!""How exquisite!""As expected of a master's work!"The crowd cried out in surprise. The appearance of the painting had pushed the auction to its climax."Starting at 20 million!""30 million!""35 million!""36 million!"The bids rang out among the audience. Dexter frowned and said to Emmanuel, "Mr. Carthen, how much do you think this painting is worth?"Emmanuel leaned back in his seat, looking triumphant as he said, "I think this pa
"It all comes back to Uncle Samson," Andreas said. "Great Uncle Arnaud already told you he'd let Uncle Samson have his freedom if you find the other emerald token, but then he brought up the marriage alliance. "It directly affects whether or not Uncle Samson can regain his freedom. So, why don't you think about it?"With a quiet chuckle, Andreas walked toward a grove of peach trees to the west.Realization finally dawned on Sebastian. Arnaud was a shrewd man. He wouldn't slip up like that. Besides, although the Ballards and the Yeomans had established a marriage agreement, they hadn't named specific individuals, only that the Blessed Child of the Ballards would fulfill it.The Blessed Child bore the duty of guiding the Ballards to revival. In other words, the emerald token would be better off falling into the Blessed Child's hands rather than anyone else's.Could it be that the final emerald token was with the Yeomans? If that were true, why hadn't the Ballards used their pow
"I'm sorry, but I have no interest in becoming the head of the Ballard family," Sebastian said impassively. "I only want my father to be freed."Arnaud's expression changed slightly, but his tone remained neutral as he said, "It's Braxton who owes you and your mother, not the entire family. Why must you do this?"Sebastian let out a cold snort. It was true that Braxton had been the one who had kicked them out, but weren't the true culprits the elders of the Ballard Estate?"If there's nothing else, I'd like to see Whitney," Sebastian said, rising slowly to his feet. As soon as he mentioned her name, Arnaud waved a hand at him and said, "Don't be in such a rush, Sebastian. Whitney is safe. The Ballards would never harm a frail woman."He added, "However, there's something I want to ask you. Is Whitney still your wife?"Sebastian frowned. "Whether she is or isn't, what business is that of the Ballards?""Of course it is," Arnaud replied firmly. "The Ballards and the Yeomans of
Arnaud led Sebastian into a secret room deep within the Hall of the Ancestral Dragon. Once inside, Sebastian saw a Cosmic Orbit Diagram. It was exactly the same as the records in the Sacred Medicine Secret Annals.However, the Ballards' Cosmic Orbit Diagram was divided into different sections. It looked even more three-dimensional."This is the Cosmic Orbit Diagram passed down through our family for generations," Arnaud said proudly. "The one that the Sacred Medicine Society has is just a copy."The legacy of the mystic arts in Dramon almost all came from the Ballards.The Ballards had withheld some things back then as well. As a result, all the legacies of the various secular sects only had incomplete Cosmic Orbit Diagrams. It was why there were very few experts at the fifth level of the Eldoria realm and above.Afterward, Arnaud led Sebastian into a library. Thousands of technical legacies lined the shelves. Sebastian flipped through them. The techniques recorded there were
Samson glanced at Sebastian. He took a deep breath and said to Arnaud, "Thank you for sparing me, Uncle Arnaud."He gave Sebastian a few final reminders before leaving the hall with Preston.Once they were gone, Arnaud pointed at Duo and said to Sebastian, "Tell him to leave too."Sebastian waved a hand at Duo."I'll wait for you at the entrance, my lord," Duo said. "If anything happens, I'll be here as soon as you call!"He gave Arnaud a cold look before striding out of the hall.Arnaud watched him leave and smiled approvingly. He beckoned to Sebastian. "Come, sit!"Sebastian didn't hesitate. He crossed the hall and sat in the chair opposite Arnaud."Do you know why I asked Andreas to bring you back here?" Arnaud asked impassively. Sebastian shook his head expressionlessly. He said in a cold voice, "It's probably because of the emerald token in my father's possession."Apart from using him and Whitney as leverage against Samson, he couldn't think of any other reason.Arnau
"The Blessed Child! The Blessed Child has finally come to our family!"The black-robed old man who had been sitting beside Arnaud stood up, looking pleased. He couldn't hide his excitement as he turned to Arnaud and said, "Arnaud, our family is going to prosper!"Only Rexton and Milton looked extremely displeased. Braxton and Roland looked pained, as if they had lost something of great value. They were practically thumping their chests in regret!The Blessed Child had been foretold by one of the heads of the family centuries ago. No matter how far the Ballards declined, the prophecy said that after a few hundred years, a Blessed Child would appear—someone who could lead the family's revival!The only proof of the Blessed Child was for him to enter a master-servant oath with a Devora."Prosper? What a joke!" Hugo scoffed, holding Virtus firmly. "Weren't you all just clamoring about killing the two of them?"At Hugo's words, Arnaud's expression changed slightly. "When did I say tha
"Hugo!"Arnaud, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide. He eyed Hugo with a conflicted expression as he asked, "Have you forgotten the agreement the Thornes made with us ten years ago?"Hugo smiled coldly and put one hand behind his back. "That was the agreement you made with the Thornes. I'm only following Ms. Thorne's orders to protect Samson and find the emerald token. If Samson dies in this battle, how am I supposed to explain that to her?"He pointed at Sebastian and added, "He's Ms. Thorne's flesh and blood. Your family has no right to punish him! If the Ballards insist on killing them today, don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"When Hugo had finished, Sebastian finally realized that Hugo was from Isabella's family and that he had stayed at the Ballard Estate to protect Samson.It was clear that Isabella hadn't held a grudge toward Samson. In fact, she had sent an expert to stay behind to protect him in case anything happened.Arnaud's
Sebastian threw his head back in laughter. He strode forward, standing in the center of the hall, and said coldly. "Ungrateful? How could you have the audacity to say such a thing?"Even if I'm surrounded by enemies, you Ballards can forget about making me submit! It's just death, after all. If I even blink, then I won't call myself a man!"Everyone there stared at Sebastian."How dare that brat be so cocky? If he's not punished, it'll be a disgrace to our family rules!""He should be given the death penalty!""It'll be a disaster if we just let him be, and it'll only bring trouble for our family. Please give the order, and we'll kill him at once!"The entire hall was in an uproar. Even Preston, who had been speaking up for Sebastian and Samson, sighed in resignation.Since Sebastian had already made his stance clear, Preston couldn't help even if he wanted to.Sebastian had roused the anger of everyone there, and Arnaud had closed his eyes and wasn't saying anything. He was cl
Sebastian was just about to step forward when Samson hastily waved a hand at him and said, "Sebastian, the grudges of the Ballard family from over ten years ago have nothing to do with you. Don't get involved!""But—"Sebastian's gaze sharpened as he turned to look at Milton. There was an icy glint in his eyes. Samson shook his head slightly at Sebastian. The Ballard Estate had at least ten experts at the eighth level of the Eldoria realm. At Sebastian's current level, trying to fight them would only bring him big trouble."Sebastian, one must learn how to adapt to the situation," Samson whispered into his ear using voice projection. "Today, I will exchange my legs for your and Whitney's freedom. Think of it as a payment for what I owe you and your mother."Sebastian clenched his fists tightly. He hated himself for being too weak. He couldn't even protect his own family in a place like the Ballard Estate, where many experts were gathered.However, he would never allow anyone to
"Do you accept it, Samson?" Arnaud asked harshly when he saw that Preston hadn't said anything else. He turned to look directly at Samson.Samson smiled bitterly and turned to look at Sebastian before raising his head to look at Arnaud, who was sitting high above them. He said, "Uncle Arnaud, I was the reason for everything that happened. I wish to ask you not to trouble Sebastian.""What are you talking about?" Preston was agitated. He stood up again and yelled, "There must still be an investigation about who was right and who was wrong. Why should they break your legs?"As he spoke, his eyes blazed with fury. He looked at the thin old man and said furiously, "Milton, you old bastard! How can you be so shameless at your age? Tell me! Did you embellish the story to Arnaud?""Uncle Preston!" Samson stopped him quickly and sighed slightly. "Forget it. It's my fault for bringing such huge trouble upon our family back then."I admit that I have let our family down. Since imprisoning m