Life After Prison

Chapter 1851

The gray–haired old man could only gaze at Severin in shock from several dozen feet away. His body was

trembling, and his cheeks had swollen as blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He wiped away

the blood and shot Severin an ugly expression, for the latter’s refusal had ignited a burning anger within

him.

Despite his rage, he could not ignore the reality that he was unable to withstand even a single blow from Severin, despite both of them being level nine royal saints. The overwhelming aura that Severin exuded

mountain that left

lofty dreams in pursuit of such excellence. The brief exchange

several supreme saints.

to use it against Severin because he was unsure if it would be efficient enough to deliver a fatal

where he could make a

an elite disciple.

than someone who got lucky. Failing to appreciate Thorold’s invitation was already bad enough, and he had to hurl further insults at him. Those actions would almost certainly spell

v without

tomorrow, Severin!” The man left his last words to Severin and went away looking back. He planned to

as the man left, Wuhlricht and others emerged behind Severin. Diane, wearing a long–sleeved

commotion while training in the courtyard and came out to see a gray–haired man flying off into the distance. As level nine royal saints themselves, they could tell that the man