At the sound of the Wind Dancers' name, the waiters turned pale with fright.The Wind Dancers were known for killing people without batting an eye. It was rumored that even the Martial Arts Court had to show the WInd Dancers respect. They were immensely influential. Killing someone was like nothing to them."Oh, the Wind Dancers?" Sebastian frowned slightly."What's the matter? Are you scared now?"Reggie noticed Sebastian's expression stiffening and mistakenly thought that the latter had been frightened by the name of the Wind Dancers. Reggie pulled up a chair and sat down beside Nina."You don't have to be too nervous," he said. "We have always acted righteously, and we aren't biased toward any party at all!"With that, he pulled out a contract and gave it to Sebastian. Sebastian frowned slightly. They were clearly well prepared. They'd even drawn up a contract!When he took it and scanned it, his expression darkened at once. It was written clearly in the document that Seb
End of Reggie's life? Sebastian really said that?Anton felt as if his soul had left him out of fright.Reggie was the representative that the Wind Dancers had sent to help the Wentworths solve their problem. If Sebastian killed him, the Wind Dancers would destroy the Wentworths!"How dare you kill a member of the Wind Dancers, Ballard? To tell you the truth, the Wind Dancers have a branch in Boren!" As he spoke, Anton grabbed his phone and called a mysterious number.This was getting too serious. The Wentworths couldn't afford to take the blame for this.Colton was so afraid that he began squeezing into the crowd. All he wanted now was to leave that place as soon as possible. It was far too dangerous!"Don't be in such a rush to leave, Mr. Lynch." Sebastian turned a cold gaze on Colton."Huh?" Colton jumped in fright and almost fell to his knees."Hello? This is Anton. Send someone over at once to the Aequor in Acorn City. That's right! Reggie has been beaten into a cripple,
The manager of the Wind Dancers had more authority than even the head director of the local Martial Arts Court. Even Joaquin would have to treat him carefully, let alone Anton."That's the guy! The woman sitting beside him too. They're the one behind this!" Anton said, pointing at Sebastian and Nina. Ernest Chapman glanced at Sebastian. His gaze lingered on Nina for a moment, and when he saw that they both looked perfectly ordinary, he asked in confusion, "Was it really the two of them who did it?""Help, Mr. Chapman!"When Reggie saw that the Wind Dancer members had arrived, he stopped pretending to be dead and began to scream and wail as he pleaded with Ernest for help.Ernest glanced at the severely injured Reggie and shot a meaningful look at the two black-clad men behind him. "Mr. Chapman, his spinal cord is broken, and he has three broken ribs. One of the bones in his leg is also broken!" the two black-clad men reported once they had examined Reggie. Ernest narrowed his
Colton's temper flared at once. He pointed at Sebastian and yelled, "Who do you think you are, you brat? Mr. Chapman is already showing you great respect by lowering himself to negotiate with you! Don't be so cocky!"Who do you think you're talking to?" Anton asked. "Mr. Chapman is the main person in charge of the Wind Dancers in Boren. He's a whole level higher than Reggie! Even the Wentworths have to show respect to Mr. Chapman. Who do you think you are?" With that, Anton laughed scornfully as he clasped his hands behind his back. Sebastian probably still hadn't realized what huge trouble he was in."These are the best conditions the Wind Dancers can offer, you brat. If you insist on having your own way, you cannot even begin to imagine what the consequences will be!" Ernest said as he waved behind him.An old man in his 70s walked over."Mr. Chapman!" The old greeted him respectfully. From his attitude, it was clear that Ernest was in a very high position in the Wind Dancers.
When Silvanus saw Sebastian walking toward him, he sneered. "From how ignorant you are, I doubt you even have a mentor. I wasn't planning on killing you today, but you just have to do things the hard way!"As he spoke, Silvanus lunged forward and brought his broadsword down in a heavy slash. Broadswords were one of the most brutal weapons. The wielders knew it was all about dominance. Every move, whether a slash, chop, or slice, was aggressive and overwhelming. Silvanus was an expert in broadswords, so his strike was powerful and precise. The blade whistled as it moved through the air, aiming straight for Sebastian's shoulder. "Oh, what a shame. It wouldn't have killed the guy to show Mr. Fenton some respect!""Exactly! He should think about who he was up against. The Mountsplitter is Mr. Fenton's signature move!""So many renowned experts have died under Mr. Fenton's blade, and they were decades older than that kid. Who does he think he is?"The onlookers began to buzz, feel
Silvanus wondered if Sebastian knew the Steel Finger technique. He had gained fame with that technique, and he knew better than anyone else how difficult it was to learn it.Even martial artists in their 40s might not have reached Sebastian's level, but Sebastian was only in his 20s!Sebastian flicked the broadsword away lightly, and Silvanus' body was hurled toward the wall beside him. The broadsword slipped out of his grip.There was a loud bang as he crashed heavily against the wall. He felt as if every single bone in his body had shattered, and he howled in pain."Aren't you a little too old to be acting like a child? Does it hurt that much?" Sebastian asked as he walked over to Silvanus, grinning widely. Clutching his broken arm, Silvanus backed away until his back hit the window frame. He had nowhere left to run. "You… you're not playing by the rules! Don't you know that you should respect your elders?" Silvanus yelled angrily, pointing at Sebastian.Sebastian gave a sha
Let go? Even if both his arms were broken, Ernest would never give up on resisting.However, no matter how strong-willed he was, he was up against Sebastian.Before Ernest could react, there was a sickening snap at his shoulders. Ernest's arms were broken, hanging uselessly at his sides. "Huh?""Oh my!"The onlookers cried out in shock."I'll ask one last time," Sebastian said as he walked toward the window, dragging Ernest with him. "Will you pay the one billion and give me a hotel or not?"He then hoisted Ernest out the window by the throat, letting him dangle in midair.As soon as the cold wind hit him, Ernest shivered violently. He knew that Sebastian would have no qualms about dropping him. When he glanced down, Ernest almost burst into tears of fear. "Have you thought things through? My arms are getting tired," Sebastian said with a wide grin. With his throat in Sebastian's grip, Ernest couldn't make a single sound. He had no choice but to nod vigorously at Sebasti
Ernest rushed over to Anton. He yelled into the phone, "Wentworth, if you don't hand over a hotel in the next three minutes, you can expect the wrath of the Wind Dancers to come upon all of you!"There was a long pause on the other end before a voice stammered, "M-Mr. Chapman, we can offer a hotel to resolve this issue, our best one, even. The problem is, three minutes just isn't enough time!"The voice belonged to Joaquin's cousin, Edwin Wentworth. Even if he took a rocket, he still wouldn't reach the Aequor within three minutes. They were hundreds of miles apart. "I don't care!" Ernest roared. "My last command before dying will be for the Wind Dancers to destroy the Wentworths! We'll crush even your rats underfoot!"There were only two minutes remaining. Ernest was so agitated that he could barely register the pain from his broken arms. "Time's almost up. Mr. Chapman, why don't you reunite with Mr. Fenton?" Sebastian said as he walked toward Ernest."Mom!" Ernest shrieked, co
As the man in the black robe yelled, the entire hall fell silent at once. The thin old man threw the black-robed old man a disgruntled look, but he returned obediently to his seat.Once the noise had died down, Preston stepped forward and swept an icy gaze over the crowd who were present. "You call yourself the elders of the family?"The monument of our ancestral dragon is right in front of you. How could you bully two young members of the family in front of it? Don't you feel any shame?"Besides, how dare you speak before Arnaud does?"After the harsh scolding they received from Preston, no one in the crowd dared to protest. Sebastian nodded involuntarily. It appeared that Preston did have influence in the Ballard family. At least no one had interrupted his scolding, including Arnaud and the man in the black robe.Preston huffed angrily and bowed to Arnaud, who sat in the middle. "Arnaud, I've brought Samson and Sebastian!"Preston went over to the chair next to the black-robe
"Sebastian, I won't be going in. Remember, don't say anything without being spoken to, and don't be impulsive!" Andreas said softly in Sebastian's ear when they reached the door to the hall. He then walked over to the crowd, which was packed on both sides of the hall.Samson and Preston walked into the hall without any change in expression. Sebastian hesitated for a moment before hurrying to catch up.When they reached the entrance, the two old men reached out to stop them and said to Preston, who was in the lead, "Preston, I'm afraid that it wouldn't be a good idea for you to go in. Everyone knows that you're biased toward Samson's family. If you get into an argument with Arnaud, then—""Nonsense!" Preston yelled furiously. He spoke in a menacing tone to the two old men. "Don't try those tricks with me. Today, I'm going to be the voice of reason. Who among you can do anything to me?"With that, he pushed them aside and strode into the hall.The two old men gazed after his ret
The Ballard Estate's resources were unfathomable as it was. Could Isabella's family be even more powerful than theirs?Sebastian clearly remembered that both he and Samson were under the Sacred Medicine Society. They even had the same mentor.The Sacred Medicine Society was above all the other mystic martial arts sects. Even the sect leaders of the Nine Sects were very respectful toward his mentor.If Samson really was from the same sect as Sebastian, then his mentor had clearly been unable to save him. Wouldn't that mean that the Sacred Medicine Society was no match for the Ballards?Wouldn't that mean that Isabella's family was an even greater entity?"If my mother's family is really that powerful, why couldn't they rescue my father? There would also be no reason to let me join the Sacred Medicine Society either, right?" Sebastian asked probingly. It seemed as if Andreas had never even thought about such questions. He smiled and shook his head. "You probably don't know about a
As they stepped out of the courtyard gate, Samson suddenly turned and lowered his voice as he said to Sebastian, "I didn't treat you and your mother well. Please don't hold it against me."Sebastian felt even more conflicted. After everything he had been through, he knew very well that there were times when one really had no choice. When Samson saw that Sebastian was looking at him with a conflicted expression, he patted him on the shoulder and gave him a warm smile. Then he took a token from Preston and walked out of the yard.They followed Preston as he walked toward the east, where there was a majestic-looking building."Why are you helping me?" Sebastian suddenly turned and asked Andreas in a low voice. Andreas glanced at him and gave him a long, cryptic smile. "Do you think I'm helping you? I'm helping myself while doing so!""Oh?" Sebastian looked at Andreas in confusion, his brow knitted. Even Rexton had mentioned that Andreas was in Arnaud's favor. Why would he need t
When Rexton and the others had gone, Preston turned to look at Samson and said irritatedly, "You little rascal. Would I ever hurt you?"Besides, you've been here in isolation for ten years. Why hasn't your temper changed at all? Couldn't you show me some respect in front of all those people?"Samson glanced at Preston but didn't answer.Preston huffed and ignored him. He turned and looked Sebastian up and down instead."Hey, kiddo. Over ten years have passed in just the blink of an eye. You've probably forgotten me. I even gave you candy back then! Come over here and call me Great Uncle Preston!"Sebastian looked at him in surprise. It was true that he didn't have much of an impression of what had happened over ten years ago. However, he could tell from what Preston had said and done that his attitude toward Sebastian's family was completely different from Rexton and the others.Beside Sebastian, Andreas kept shooting him meaningful looks. Sebastian finally smiled and said, "Hell
Although the old man looked as if he was over 60 years old, his expression was sharp and lively, and his skin was smooth as a baby's. It gave him a youthful air.Even the severely injured apprentices all scrambled up from the ground when they saw him. They hastily bowed and said, "Greetings, Great Uncle Preston!"Even Rexton had no choice but to suppress his anger. He bowed sullenly to the old man and said, "Greetings, Uncle Preston."Preston Ballard glanced at Rexton and turned to shout angrily at the apprentices, "If I hadn't come, were you planning to tear the Ballard Estate apart? Look at all of you! Get out of here right now!"Despite the scolding they had been subjected to, none of them dared to protest. They all lowered their heads and slunk out of the yard. Preston glared angrily at them as they went and snorted. "What an embarrassment to the family!"Then he smiled slightly and looked at Samson and Sebastian as he asked, "Samson, do you have anything to say?"Samson lo
Rexton's pupils constricted, and the muscles in his face twitched. He stared at Samson with a wary look in his eyes. He and Samson were two minor stages apart. It was no laughing matter. If the two of them began to fight, Rexton would be sure to die if he didn't have any external assistance."What's the matter? Are you scared?" Samson sneered as he asked in a cold, accusatory tone. That flipped a switch in Rexton's head. His expression changed instantly, and he turned a fierce look on Samson. "Afraid?" he asked through gritted teeth.As he spoke, Rexton seemed to make up his mind. He slowly reached into his pocket and took out a pale blue paper charm, which looked thicker than usual.The paper charm was oppressive to look at. Sebastian instinctively sensed a threatening energy approaching!Even Samson looked wary when he saw the paper charm."Uncle Rexton, this is a Soulcrush Charm. Great Uncle Arnaud has clearly said that no one in the Ballard Estate is allowed to use spiri
Sebastian immediately felt the pressure around him drop. The feeling of being pinned down disappeared as well."How dare you—"Before Rexton could finish, a shadow flashed past him, and Samson popped up right in front of him.Samson stuck out his finger as if it were a sword and tapped him on the chest. Although Samson hadn't used any strength, Rexton could see the murderous look in his eyes. There was a dot of scarlet light that swirled around Samson's finger. A crimson rune was gradually appearing, and there was a chilling, murderous sensation in the air. Sebastian gasped. He had finally realized how the mystic spells should be used, and he was in awe. It wasn't that Sebastian was unable to do it. It was just that up until then, he had only seen the mystic sect apprentices of the secular world. Perhaps their understanding of how to use mystic spells was too superficial, which was why Sebastian's perception had also been affected.Realization only dawned on him when he saw
At Rexton's roar of fury, everyone turned to look at Samson, who was still standing there quietly without moving."A traitor? Murder?"There was finally a flicker of emotion on Samson's face. A sudden glimmer of light flared in his eyes, which had been devoid of life for a long time."Rexton, you know very well how your father died!"As Samson spoke, he walked toward Rexton with a steady step as he said, "I admit that I've wronged Sebastian and his mother. I was just too soft-hearted back then. That's why I believed your lies and tried to keep the big picture in mind for the Ballards, but look at how you've treated me!"There was suddenly a cold glint in Samson's eyes, and he said in a thunderous tone, "You set up a series of traps and tried to kill and torture my wife and son!"You pursued them until the ends of the earth! If my mentor hadn't rescued Sebastian, do you think he'd still be alive today?"Did you just accuse me of murder? Did you ever think of the fact that we're f