Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred

Liana sneered with a cruel edge.

At thirty–five, she defied her age through rigorous martial arts training and meticulous self–care, appearing as a vibrant woman in her mid–twenties to everyone else. However, her smile only seemed to fuel Rhett’s irritation, deepening his frown with growing annoyance.

“Rhett Flynn, you’re nothing but a pitiful, pathetic, and despicable man!” she spat out, her voice laced with venom.

“I understand your hatred,” Rhett said with measured calm. “Our parents died young, leaving you deprived of a mother’s love. The Saintess was like a mother to you, showing you kindness and care. You admired her just as you would your own mother.”

Liana fell silent, her eyes cold and filled with bitter resentment.

“I never wanted her to leave the Airspace Group. Though I was her guardian her power far exceeded my own. When she decided to go, I was powerless to stop her,” Rhett sighed deeply.

still have the nerve

justifications doesn’t matter.” Rhett quickly regained his composure, his gaze resolute.

shed his sense of guilt and indebtedness, he had come to terms

belief that the Saintess had left to seek

in life, rather than live by the expectations of others,” Rhett continued. “True

made

a streak of white light, arriving

sending him crashing to the ground with a bloody

grown quite formidable!” Rhett coughed, blood spattering his lips, yet a

a strange sense of pride

Liana’s voice was seething with fury. “Do you know why I’ve become so strong? It’s all because

replaced by a deep, troubled sigh. Liana’s anger flared as she spoke. “You talk about happiness and joy as if they’re easily attainable. I was only six years old then–did you really expect a child to manage her own life? I had hoped to grow

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