Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?" Sebastian replied haughtily.

"Congratulations, Mr. Luke," Francis said. His eyes were filled with envy.

Despite Francis having ascended to patriarch of the Sanders family, he remained at the early pinnacle stage of a divine grandmaster. Advancing to the middle stage seemed a distant dream.

Though seemingly narrow, the gap between a divine grandmaster's early and middle stages marked a profound disparity in power.

A divine grandmaster at the middle stage could effortlessly overcome one at the early stage, handle two without breaking a sweat, and even contend with three without much difficulty.

It would require at least four early-stage divine grandmasters to pose a challenge to one at the middle stage.

In other words, a middle-stage divine grandmaster wielded the strength equivalent to four early-stage divine grandmasters, significantly elevating their status.

Bruce clenched his teeth in a fury. "You're an Elder, yet you resort to such despicable and crude methods?"

Sebastian sneered, "I achieve my goals by any means necessary. A little underhandedness is no big deal."

well put, Mr. Ethan," Francis said, his tone now full of sycophantic

middle-stage divine grandmaster status, Francis' demeanor shifted from

had reached the Divine Realm understood the monumental challenge of advancing even a

stuck at the early divine

but only about ten had advanced to the middle stage of a

level, he was undoubtedly among the top three in the Lennon family, a feat that would surely earn him

like to speak

you to it. Just lock the door when

sense to ensure no one else was around and that there were no surveillance devices before stepping into

want. But if you harm

Sebastian." Sebastian's eyes welled up with

a son. In turn, Sebastian had always regarded Bruce

Bruce's eyes were filled with

when you told me the secret of the Ninefold