Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

Sebastian pivoted, realizing that a hunched old man was standing less than ten feet away from him.

He broke into a cold sweat. Given that this old man had silently approached him from such a close distance, his skills must be remarkable.

He would've been at a disadvantage if the old man were to ambush him earlier.

The old man's gray hair was sparse, and his face looked weathered. His dark, deep-set eyes made him seem lifeless.

Sebastian quickly regained his composure. "Are you the owner?"

"That's right. Are you here to pawn something?" the old man asked.

"No. I'm here to buy something." Sebastian unfurled a piece of paper. "I'm looking for this amulet."

The old man glanced over at it. "I'm sorry, we don't have it here."

"I came because I was well-informed. Why are you withholding information during a deal?"

"Fine, I'll tell you the truth, then. We do have the amulet, but a customer pawned it. He's going to return in a few days to redeem it, so I can't sell it to you," the old man politely refused.

"Could you tell me who pawned it? Or could you contact him and let him know that I'm willing to buy it at a high price?"

The old man shook his head with a smile. "I'm sorry. This is confidential information."

then. Goodbye." Sebastian was disappointed, but he had no

didn't seem like an easy target. He might even have people assisting him. Acting recklessly was going to get Sebastian in trouble. However, now that the amulet had appeared, he had to figure out a

old man

toward him,

the customer mention that the amulet was a pair. Could it be that

Sebastian

you haven't, how did you get the image of the amulet?" the old man

saw it in a book. I've never seen the real

compare it with the other

to let you have a look, but I really don't have it

I insist?" The old

I don't have it. Take it or leave it." Sebastian's tone turned cold once he noticed the old man's eyes flickering with

let me

front of him in

the old man's wrist, striking him in

man was light on his feet, retaliating quickly with a punch. The wind gushed past

of their fists. An immense shockwave erupted between them, and

leaving palpable footprints as he forcefully retreated. It took around five to six steps for him to steady himself. Feeling

didn't gain any advantage, either.

indeed. You may be young, but your strength is remarkable. Given time,