"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."

put, Mr. Ethan," Francis said, his tone now

Ethan's attainment of middle-stage divine grandmaster status, Francis' demeanor shifted from mere politeness to unabashed

had reached the Divine Realm understood the monumental

been stuck at the early divine

had reached the Divine Realm, but only about ten had advanced to the middle stage

three in the Lennon family, a feat that would

Francis. "I would like to

it. Just lock the door when you leave," Francis said, opening the cell door

else was around

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

Sebastian." Sebastian's eyes

Sebastian had always regarded Bruce as family.

Bruce's eyes were filled

used an Art of Disguise. Do you remember when you told me the secret of the

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