Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

The rest of the group held their bellies and chortled. There were about a dozen of them as a group, and they were good fighters. Unless a warrior, otherwise nobody could defeat so many of them. "Surrender all the number plates," Sebastian said calmly.

Again, the group burst out in laughter. "Did you hear what this guy just said? He wants us to surrender the number plates. This is hilarious!"

Another one said, "This guy looked like a fool to me. From the looks of it now, he's a ridiculous fool."

One of them even paced to Sebastian. "Kid, are you asking for the number plates? Defeat me, and I'll give them to you."

The remainder of the group folded their arms across their chests and waited to see what would happen next. In their opinion, Sebastian was just an idiot.

Holding his fist, Sebastian flung his arm and punched the man's face. His punch was as quick as lightning, and only a wham was heard. The man didn't even know what hit him when he hit the ground. "Screw you! You're asking for it. Get him, everyone!" The man leading the group was enraged, and the others lunged toward Sebastian at his command. They raised their weapons and tried to get Sebastian's limbs. Killing was forbidden in the assessment, and maybe someone from the Netherworld Sect was watching them. Therefore, they didn't dare to risk it and avoided Sebastian's vital points. Despite that, if they could get Sebastian's limbs, he would become an invalid.

Sebastian was a little nervous in the beginning when so many people attacked at the same time, but he suddenly realized that these people were too slow, and he calmed down. With one move, he avoided a joint attack of several people. Next, he slapped one of them on the face.

Along with the crisp sound of a slap, a man twirled around, flung off his feet, and landed on the ground motionlessly.

"He's skilled. Watch out and take him down together, everyone!" The leader was shocked, but he drew his sword and aimed it at Sebastian while the others also attacked.

Sebastian was unafraid and lunged for the center of the crowd. His every kick and punch hit someone and knocked them out. Like a tiger within a flock of sheep, he was unstoppable.

In less than ten seconds, all of them were lying on the ground, with more than half of them passed out. The rest were in so much pain that they couldn't get up. "Warrior! You're a warrior!" The leader was pale from terror.

Although he didn't pick up any energy wave from Sebastian, he reckoned that Sebastian had to be a warrior due to his strength. Or else, he wouldn't be this strong.

Even Sebastian couldn't help but wonder whether he was a warrior.

However, he didn't know what a

warrior was because of his amnesia. All he knew from others was,

ve

warriors were strong, but he had no idea how strong they were.

Nevertheless, now wasn't the time to dwell on such matters. The important thing now was to obtain enough number plates and pass the assessment. Jenna and Fressia were still waiting for him. "Hand over all the number plates," Sebastian said coldly.

The gang was scared out of their wits and didn't dare to refuse him. Hurriedly, they placed the number plates into a bag and handed it to him.

"Get lost!" Sebastian took a look and counted 15 pieces. He already had one fourth of the required 60 pieces.

The number plates were small, only about an inch long, so he kept the bag close to his chest. Just when he was ready to search for the next target, he suddenly sensed a trace of weak energy wave from ahead. The energy wave was weak probably because it was far away, and it was difficult for regular people to pick it up. Out of curiosity, Sebastian headed toward the energy wave.

He ran without stopping for about six minutes and more than seven miles into the depths of the forest. It was there where he found the source of the energy wave two people engaged in a battle.

To his surprise, one of them was the lady from the Netherworld Sect, Kaitlyn Gardner. The person she was against was an elderly man with a full-face mask. He was strong, forcing Kaitlyn to retreat several times.

"Ms. Gardner, that's what I'd expect

of the most outstanding genius of Netherworld Sect in a century.

You're already so strong even before reaching the age of 18. If you aren't drugged by the aphrodisiac, I'm not even sure that I can defeat you."

"Who are you? Why are you doing this?" Kaitlyn questioned sharply.

The elderly man flashed her a sleazy smile. "Rumor has it that you're a beauty, Ms. Gardner. Of course I'm doing this for my own enjoyment.

"Furthermore, you're rumored to have a spiritual constitution. If I can absorb your prime essence, my cultivation will take a great leap."

"You're shameless!" Furious, Kaitlyn attacked fiercely with the sword in her hand, wishing to cut him to pieces.

The elderly man sniggered with

narrowed eyes. "Ms. Gardner, the only way to neutralize the

aphrodisiac is to copulate. Listen to my advice and stop resisting. Let me copulate with you, and let's have a good time together."