Wyatt Barnes raised an eyebrow.
Brock Patel, third son of the County Governor of Swallow Mountain, was the one whose arm he had severed.
Unexpectedly, the news had already spread far and wide.
Upon reflection, Wyatt Barnes felt less surprised. There was no wall without chinks, and this news was indeed explosive.
Soon, the waiter served the wine and dishes.
The trio of Wyatt Barnes dined and chatted.
"Brock Patel, third son of the County Governor of Swallow Mountain. I've heard of him. It's said that he broke through to the third level of the Condensed Pill Realm before he was seventeen, making him a famous youthful genius in Swallow Mountain."
Westyn Morgan's eyes flashed as he slowly spoke.
"With one arm disabled and unable to perform martial arts, his life is essentially ruined."
Remi Sinclair said.
"Doesn't he have another hand?"
Westyn Morgan was stunned.
Remi Sinclair shook his head and laughed.
