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

manifest its full potential. Perhaps he could truly

he possessed then might be strong enough to level mountains.

Rourie called out to Severin before the

and obtained several plaques from the

Severin, each with a hazy

glanced at them, knowing that they contained combat techniques. He was a little shocked

his agreement with Roune was to help

so plaques floating in front of him prompted him

“What are these

other members of your group.

wave of his hand. As the plaques came

elders

in you

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

rise to greatness. By establishing a firm friendship in advance,

he decided to hedge all his bets on Severin

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