Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

"Excellent wine!" Sebastian couldn't help but praise the Centennial Wine. The wine had a rich, lingering flavor.

More importantly, as it flowed down his throat, it ignited a warm current that spread

throughout his body, imbuing him with pure energy that could be easily refined to enhance his cultivation.

Just one cup, roughly half an ounce, was equivalent to half a day of arduous cultivation for Sebastian. As a divine grandmaster, the energy he could accumulate in half a day of arduous cultivation was significant.

This single cup, if auctioned, would fetch at least a million dollars, assuming one could even find it.

Anything capable of boosting one's cultivation base was truly invaluable.

"I'm glad you like it. Here, have some more," Cassandra said, pouring him another glass.

"Mr. Ethan, I heard from the Sanders family patriarch that you've become a middle-stage divine grandmaster. Is that true?" she asked.

"Yes, that's correct," Sebastian replied, downing his drink. He wasn't there just for the alcohol-the chance to enhance his cultivation base was too good to pass up.

refill his glass without hesitation. After about ten cups, Sebastian started

what do you think of my

is incredibly gifted. His potential knows

me?"

Was Cassandra trying to seduce

his thoughts and rolled her eyes. "I mean, what

Luke's," Sebastian said before lowering his head. He still found

you be willing to

I don't quite understand what you

me, I will ensure that when I become the

taken aback. He hadn't expected such ambition from

woman. Isn't that unprecedented?" he

women had never ascended to the head of a family

Elara the First, but she changed that. If she could do it, so can I. The question is, are you with me?"

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