Life After Prison

Clarkin’s face turned red with anger as he overheard the exchange between Severin and Oskar.

‘What does Oskar mean by getting justice for Severin? Our family lost a prodigy and several paragon-level elders! We’d become the laughingstock of Southsky’s practitioners! Who’s going to get justice for us then?’

His body shook with fury, and it was his first time encountering someone so shameless.

Clarkin glanced intently at Oskar and said in a solemn tone, “Are you sure you want to make an enemy of my family for the sake of a young paragon?”

He then glared viciously at Severin, believing that his death was the price that needed to be paid for the Gahrrs’ to redeem their honor.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Oskar maintained his composure and responded, “What’s this about making an enemy of your family? I haven’t even approached your side yet, and you’re already showing your arrogance at my turf. You don’t think I’m that easy to mess with, do you?” Oskar’s face soured.

His gaze was so sharp that it produced an audible cracking sound, almost as if it could slice through the air.

Clarkin’s face remained solemn as he retorted, “And what are you implying with that statement?”

Oskar then said indifferently, “Your prodigy ambushed Severin at the Fierce Beast Mountain with the help of several elders, and a level nine paragon attacked him later on too. This is plainly ganging up against the weak, and he was lucky to have escaped. You now bring your men to our turf to seek vengeance, which I assume would entail killing him.”

Clarkin was aghast at the shamelessness. Oskar painted Severin as the victim even though Severin had killed the Gahrrs’ members. It was as if the Gahrrs were at fault for venturing into the Fierce Beast Mountain, engaging with Severin, and sending the level nine paragon.

Clarkin snickered in anger and did not conceal his displeasure. “My, you’re rather articulate! You’re now painting the wrongdoer as the innocent party!”

Oskar waved his hands and asked, “What compensation will you offer our sect?”

The sarcastic smirk on Clarkin’s face froze, and a murderous gaze soon appeared in his eyes. His chest heaved rapidly and he felt as if he was on the verge of an explosive outburst. Oskar’s shamelessness was truly an eye-opener.

Before Clarkin could respond, the rest of the Gahrrs were in uproar after hearing Oskar’s statement.

“Compensation? Do you take us for a bunch of fools?”

“Severin killed our prodigy and our elders! Why are you making him out to be the victim!”

“This is utterly infuriating!”

The Gahrrs’ elders erupted in outrage. Even the Grandiuno Sect’s nine peak masters gazed at Oskar in surprise after he offered that distorted account of the truth in defense of Severin.

Then again, considering Severin’s status as a preparatory disciple of Midland’s Grandiuno Sacred Land, they chose to abandon their misgivings and allow Oskar to do what was necessary.