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

that left

possessed a broader perspective on the world. He acknowledged the abundant existence of prodigies and thus had no lofty dreams in pursuit of such excellence. The brief exchange had given him a taste of Severin’s strength–it had likely surpassed

several supreme saints.

be efficient enough to deliver a fatal blow. After taking a deep breath, he glared at Severin coldly and said, “You’ll soon

was biding his time until the end of the tournament, where he could make a breakthrough to

an elite disciple.

lucky. Failing to appreciate Thorold’s invitation was already bad enough, and he had to hurl further insults at

v without

end tomorrow, Severin!” The man left his last words to Severin and went away

behind Severin. Diane, wearing a long–sleeved floral–patterned dress, asked Severin worriedly,

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 was a level nine royal saint as well. Needless