Chapter 137

The thugs lunged at Sebastian, the first aiming a vicious dagger at his stomach. Two others targeted his chest and neck, while several more attacked various other vital spots. Sebastian remained expressionless, his body eerily still as the blades descended. "Serves him right!" Harrison and his group sneered, their attitudes far from sympathetic at the unfolding scene. Jenny and Hannah averted their eyes, unable to bear the sight. "This is the price of crossing me," Charles said with a sadistic smile. However, the expressions of the thugs changed drastically as they felt the daggers hit an immense resistance as if stabbing into steel. In the next second, a terrifying force erupted from Sebastian. A loud boom followed, and a scene unfolded, one that the onlookers would never forget. The thugs were instantly hurled away by the force, spewing blood mid-air, dead before they hit the ground. The hostesses in the room screamed in terror, scattering to avoid the falling bodies. Harrison, Sabrina, and the rest stood petrified. Their mouths gaped, eyes filled with shock and disbelief. Even Charles' eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't fathom what had just unfolded before him. His men were among his most elite, capable of taking down even an advanced-level warrior when they attacked together but were annihilated in an instant by Sebastian. It wasn't just a quick defeat. Sebastian had barely moved, merely activating his protecting energy to obliterate Charles' men. Such power was truly formidable. "Jenny, who exactly is he? How can he be so powerful?" Winnie asked in shock. "He's just… my mom's friend's son. I had no idea he was this powerful either," Jenny responded, her face filled with amazement and her mind swirling with tumultuous thoughts. She had initially thought Sebastian was just a country bumpkin from a small town. Now, she realized she had been completely mistaken. Sebastian was clearly a masterfully skilled individual hiding his true capabilities. Harrison and Ryan were also left agape, filled with shock and a surge of relief. They had mocked Sebastian, and had he retaliated, they could have been the ones lying on the ground. Charles fixed his gaze on Sebastian and said coldly, "For someone so young to possess such skills, you are definitely not unknown. Who exactly are you?" At this moment, Charles completely shed any underestimation he had harbored. Just by the display of skill Sebastian had shown, he felt dwarfed. "Let them leave first," Sebastian commanded in an indisputable tone. "Do you think you're invincible, kid?" Charles narrowed his eyes, a chill flashing through them. Sebastian stood with his hands behind his back, remaining silent. To him, Charles was simply another grandmaster, a flame easily snuffed out. Seeing Sebastian's calm demeanor, Charles felt uncertain and decided to comply with Sebastian's demand, allowing Jenny and the others to leave first. Harrison and Ryan felt as if they had been spared, and dashed off without looking back. Jenny and Hannah also didn't linger. Although Sebastian was powerful, Charles was not to be trifled with, and it wasn't certain that Sebastian would come out on top. "They're gone now, so you can tell me who you really are," Charles pressed. "I've already told you, I'm someone you can't afford to mess with!" "You're asking for death!" Charles roared in anger. "Feel free to try," Sebastian replied with a smirk. Instead of attacking outright, Charles pulled out a gun and aimed it at Sebastian. "Kid, I admit you're strong, and I might not beat you in a straight fight. But can you outmatch my gun?" Charles sneered. "Go ahead and shoot," Sebastian responded, remaining utterly composed. Even before he had entered the Divine Realm, he could resist bullets with his protective energy. Sabrina approached with a smug smile. "You may not be aware, but Mr. Sullivan's gun is specially made to penetrate any grandmasters' defenses. It's extremely powerful. If he pulls the trigger, your head will explode." "Let's see if your gun is faster than me. But remember, if your shot doesn't kill me, I will make sure you're the one who ends up dead," Sebastian declared with confident assurance. Even if Charles' gun could penetrate a grandmaster's defense, Sebastian's divine energy was far beyond their level. "You're too arrogant, kid. Do you really think I won't shoot?" Charles said coldly. "You talk too much. If you're not going to shoot, I'm leaving," Sebastian said, turning toward the door. Charles' eyes blazed with fury, but ultimately, he lowered his gun. "Why didn't you shoot?" Sabrina asked, puzzled by Charles' hesitation. "That kid is too confident, and I don't want to take any risks. Is everything ready?" Charles turned to Sabrina and inquired. "Don't worry, Mr. Sullivan, I've already cleared the area, and we've set a trap outside. He won't be leaving alive," Sabrina assured him confidently. It turned out that she had quietly issued commands just moments before. By now, all the guests had been discreetly cleared out. As Sebastian left the room, he immediately sensed something was off. Upon reaching the main hall, he saw it was filled with numerous burly men standing around, at least a hundred in total. Each one had a fierce look and was armed with weapons—knives, swords, and some even held crossbows and handguns. At that moment, Charles and Sabrina emerged. "You killed my men. You're not walking out of here alive today." Sebastian turned to face Charles and said coldly, "I considered sparing you, but since you're intent on dying, I'll gladly oblige."