Remorse After Breaking Up

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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.

To them, Sebastian was merely boasting.

The Osborne family was far more powerful than he'd imagined. They likely had divine grandmasters within their ranks, making them a force to be reckoned with, surpassing even Supreme Nexus in its pinnacle.

Even if Sebastian were to restore his cultivation and reclaim Supreme Nexus, he wouldn't be a match for the Osborne family.

Sebastian knew what they were thinking, but he didn't bother to explain. The truth was, his current cultivation technique far surpassed his previous one in strength.

If he could re-enter the Divine Realm, his power would undoubtedly be many times greater than before. While he might not be invincible, he would certainly be a formidable opponent.

Unless the Osborne family had a middle-stage or late-stage divine grandmaster, Sebastian could definitely win against them.

Marcus lay pale on the bed in a cabin onboard.

Gone was his former arrogance as an endless rage replaced it.

Standing beside him was a stern-looking middle-aged man, surrounded by a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the air. This man was Frederik Osborne, the current head of the Osborne family.

"Who did this?"

"That bastard wore a mask. I don't know who he is. Dad, you have to avenge me." Marcus gritted his teeth, his hatred palpable.

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

"Son, rest assured. No matter who it is, I won't let them get away with this," Frederik vowed solemnly.

"Dad, I want to take revenge personally. I want 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." Marcus seethed.

"Alright, son. I promise you. I'll leave those bastards to you to deal with. For now, focus on recuperating," Frederik replied before turning to Yvette.

"Yvette, I entrust the task of investigating their identities to you. From now on, closely monitor their every move. Don't let them escape," Frederik instructed.

"Dad, rest assured, I'll complete the task," Yvette promised earnestly.

That afternoon, the ship set sail, braving the waves and heading into the depths of the sea. As Phaedra Island was far from the mainland, it wasn't until the third morning that they arrived.

In the distance, a small island resembling a towering sword stood tall in the Abyss Sea. Surrounded by mist, it exuded a mysterious aura.

After disembarking, everyone was captivated by the scenery on the island. Near the sea was a forest of maple trees, followed by a peach blossom forest. Despite being autumn, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, their fragrance intoxicating.