Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

Everyone present was shocked by Sebastian's sudden action. No one had expected him to strike so abruptly. Although he didn't directly take Marcus' life, he had severed his legs, condemning him to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

"Marcus!" Yvette rushed forward to comfort Marcus while yelling for a doctor.

Fortunately, the ship boasted a contingent of "pill masters" rather than the typical doctors.

These pill masters were skilled in medicine and pill concoction, capable of treating illnesses and detoxification with expertise. However, the term "pill master" was often exaggerated, and many of them were not as proficient as their title suggested.

Nevertheless, they quickly stopped Marcus' bleeding and administered pain relief medication.

"Mr. Wilder, you acted a bit rashly just now." Joseph expressed his concern once they returned to their room.

Zia nodded in agreement. "My father is right. Although Marcus is despicable, he's still the heir of the Osborne family. By severing his legs, you've provoked the entire Osborne family. They won't let this go easily."

Sebastian remained undeterred. "When the enemy comes, we meet them head-on; when the water rises, we build higher dikes. There's nothing to worry about. Once I obtain the century -old Dragon Root during the auction, I'll be able to restore my cultivation with minimal effort. At that point, the Osborne family will be inconsequential," Sebastian declared confidently.

Joseph and Zia exchanged glances, both sensing the same feelings of resignation and concern in each other's eyes.

Sebastian

was far more powerful than he'd imagined. They likely had divine grandmasters within their ranks, making them a force to be

were to restore his cultivation and reclaim Supreme Nexus, he wouldn't be a match

he didn't bother to explain. The truth was,

Realm, his power would undoubtedly be many times greater than before.

the Osborne family had a middle-stage or late-stage divine grandmaster, Sebastian could

pale on the bed in a

arrogance as an endless

a stern-looking middle-aged man, surrounded by a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the air. This

"Who did this?"

a mask. I don't know who he is. Dad, you have to avenge me." Marcus

broken, Marcus was now a cripple, and it seemed unlikely he would retain his position as the family heir. His life was

rest assured. No matter who it is, I won't let them get away

to torture him for three days and nights, subject him to every torture imaginable, and make him beg for life and death. And that woman with him! I want to tie her to the bed and ravage her day and night until my hatred is appeased."