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."

said, his tone now full

divine grandmaster status,

those who had reached the Divine Realm understood the monumental challenge of advancing

had been stuck at the early divine stage for ten years,

but only about

this level, he was undoubtedly among the top three in the

turned to Francis. "I would like to

door when you leave,"

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

fury. "Ask whatever you want. But if you harm Lana, I swear I'll haunt you even as

it's me, Sebastian." Sebastian's eyes welled up with

were few, Bruce treated Sebastian like a son. In turn, Sebastian had always regarded Bruce as

were

when you told me the secret of the Ninefold Griffin Amulet