Life After Prison

After recovering from the shock, Rourie immediately heaped praise on Severin. “Your talent is truly

exceptional. Few in our family have mastered the True–Sun Fist. The fact that you succeeded on your first

try speaks volumes to your ability as a level nine royal saint.”

In response to Rourie’s praise, Severin merely shook his head slightly. “You give me far more credit than I

deserve. It was merely a stroke of luck. I shall be returning to my room now if that is all.‘

Severin wanted to return to his room and make the most out of the enlightenment he had just

experienced. He wanted to acquaint himself with the newly acquired technique. Though he had grasped

the essence of the True–Sun Fist and executed it successfully, there remained some distance between

understanding the basics and mastering it. He felt an unrelenting dove as if this combat technique could

full potential. Perhaps he could truly

power he possessed then might be

to Severin before the latter

gesture like before and obtained several plaques from the library. Those plaques

each with a hazy

they contained combat techniques. He was a little shocked to

agreement with Roune was to help them

seven or so plaques floating in

are these

from me to the other members of your group. I

his hand. As the plaques came closer to

“Our family believes in treating all honorary elders equally, but your swift mastery of

you

scene that Rourie had just witnessed, he was certain that individuals such as Severin

greatness. By establishing a firm friendship in advance,

in mind, he decided to hedge all his bets on Severin and

of the Chorleaus