Remorse After Breaking Up



Chapter 382

Even though Ethan was a pre-divine grandmaster, he was only an early-stage divine grandmaster. His combat strength was far inferior compared to Sebastian's.

More critically, Ethan never anticipated Sebastian would dare to attack him. The former was caught off guard and was sent flying with a punch from the latter.

As Ethan was about to be thrown out the door, Sebastian swiftly reached out, using an invisible force to restrain Ethan and pull him back inside. Sebastian then seized Ethan by the neck.

Ethan was so terrified that he almost wet himself. Even his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. He had never imagined Sebastian to be so terrifyingly powerful. It was far beyond his expectations.

He struggled to resist but found himself unable to muster any strength. Attempts to cry for help resulted in no sound escaping his lips.

Ethan could only plead for mercy with his gaze.

"Is something the matter, Elder Ethan?" The people outside hurried over and asked what was going on when they heard the commotion.

"Everything's okay. Stay where you are and don't wander," Sebastian ordered as he mimicked Ethan's voice.

Though not identical, Sebastian's imitation was close enough that most wouldn't notice the difference.

Ethan could only stare at him in shock and fear as he pleaded with his eyes.

With a snap, Sebastian squeezed and broke Ethan's neck. As he released his grip, Ethan collapsed to the ground with his lifeless eyes wide open. He never imagined he would die in an instant, completely defenseless, at the hands of someone younger.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Sebastian rummaged through his belongings, took out some items and crafted a mask after some manipulation. Once he put on the mask, he looked exactly like Ethan.

If Ethan were still alive, he would have thought he had a twin brother upon seeing Sebastian with the mask on.

Next, Sebastian stripped Ethan of his clothes, replacing them with his own. Then, he poured a bottle of potion over the body.

Immediately, black smoke billowed from the corpse, visibly corroding the flesh at an alarming rate. A putrid stench filled the air, thick and suffocating. Sebastian held his breath.

The people outside the house were standing at a distance. They didn't think much of the odor since it was already foul inside. In less than two minutes, Ethan's body had turned into a pool of blood.

Sebastian then gathered a pile of wooden boards, lit them on fire, and placed them over the blood. This quickly evaporated the blood, and any traces left were buried under the ashes.

Sebastian didn't rush to leave. Instead, he waited until it was completely dark before confidently walking out.

"Elder Ethan, may I ask where are you going?" asked the guards outside.

"I'm going out to handle something. Stay here and don't go anywhere," Sebastian replied.

"Elder Ethan, Mr. Luke instructed you to stay here. I'm not sure it's right for you to leave now," a clan member cautiously reminded him.

"How dare you! What I do is not for you to question. Just stay here. If anything happens, I'll take full responsibility," Sebastian retorted angrily.

Seeing the elder furious, the clan members dared not intervene any further.

"Hmph!" Sebastian snorted disdainfully and stormed off.

Sebastian found it much easier to move around when he had Ethan's appearance. His only concern was avoiding anyone who knew Ethan personally to prevent being exposed.

His target was clear-the Sanders family.

He needed to find Lana and get some answers.

Although it was nighttime, the Sanders family's compound was still brightly lit.

At first glance, there seemed to be nothing unusual about the Sanders family's residence.