With Young Master Reiwu back to health, he slowly woke up, but Davis knocked him out as he used his Soul Suppression Art, the basic form of suppressing with one's soul pressure.
He then threw him into his life ring and imprisoned him in a high-grade coffin without saying a word.
"You can take your son back in ten thousand and ten years."
He turned to look at Taiwu and said in a slow yet stern voice.
"I understand."
Taiwu nodded solemnly. He knew what the consequences would be if he failed to prove himself. Somewhere in his heart, he also felt an odd sense of relief since his son always kicked up trouble so much so that he couldn't be at peace.
