Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 1220

"Why not?" Sebastian asked, meeting Ezra's eyes.

His words stunned everyone. Nobody expected that Sebastian would have the guts to talk back to Ezra in his face. This was as good as asking for death.

"It seems like you're tired of living!" Ezra was furious, and a terrifying, murderous intent erupted from him.

Everyone had no doubt that Ezra would have killed Sebastian if it wasn't because a fight was prohibited in the guild. Nobody questioned Ezra's ruthlessness, guts, nor his strength.

The holy maiden and holy son of each sacred ground were the strongest amongst the young generation, and Ezra ranked number 16 on the Potential Leader Chart.

There were only 100 people on the chart, and everyone on it were Intermediate Deity Masters below 50 years old.

Cultivators lived a long life. Demigods could live to 200 years old, Lesser Deities to about 300 years old, and Intermediate Deities could live to 500 years old.

Therefore, Intermediate Deity Masters below 50 years old were considered incredibly young as it was less than ten percent of their lifespan.

The geniuses on the chart were unparalleled prodigies with a huge potential. It was highly possible that they would become someone of great influence in the future.

Standing at number 16 on the Potential Leader Chart, Ezra was said to possess terrifying strength and talent. It was very likely that he would become as strong as the leader of the sacred ground.

Although Sebastian was wearing a mask, people could guess his age from his voice and skin and reckoned that he was young. Amongst the young generation, only about 20 people were good enough to challenge Ezra, but Sebastian wasn't one of them.

Of course, he could be someone who was not on the chart but was very strong. However, the possibility of this was very small because a special organization would analyze a youth's strength once they attained Intermediate Deity Realm and give them a ranking.

Sebastian appeared as though he heard nothing; Ezra was strong, but he wasn't a weakling, either.

It was fine if no one provoked Sebastian, but once provoked, he would retaliate, regardless of their status.

Glaring at Sebastian with daggers in his eyes, Ezra thought, "Bastard, how dare you challenge me. I'll make sure you won't live to see tomorrow."

By now, it was the last critical moment of the stone-cutting, and the rough stone was only left as big as an apple.

Asriel couldn't help but worry. Initially, she thought she could win with a big margin, but from the looks of it now, the size of the stone within was tiny although it was the real dragon's blood ruby.