Nathaniel Besian said, one word at a time, "I wish that the master is still alive too! If possible, I would exchange my life for the master's!"
Steven Ram watched as the hopeful light in Nathaniel's eyes began to fade slowly.
"And! I am not your junior," Nathaniel shook off Steven's hand, "And from now on, you won't have the master as a disciple anymore!"
After saying these words, Nathaniel turned around and left.
Steven stared at Nathaniel's fading silhouette, feeling a sense of defeat welling up within him.
This feeling...
Was worse than death.
Why?
Why does fate have to toy with him like this!
"Ah!"
Steven roared towards the heavens.
**
On the other side.
Hannah Sutton was carried outside by the Sutton family's servants.
Like a dead dog.
"How dare you treat me like this! Listen, I won't let you get away with this!"
Even if she was down and out, Hannah Sutton refused to bow her noble head.
