Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 912

"Did you hear the news?" one person exclaimed as his face brimmed with excitement. He gestured animatedly as he continued, "Mr. Jarvis has allowed Sebastian to participate in the tournament. If he manages to place in the top three, he'll get to marry Ms. Leila."

"Yeah, I heard," another person replied while resting his chin in his hand. His brow furrowed in thought. "I wonder how strong that guy really is."

"He's not that impressive, from what I gather." The first person scoffed and shook his head dismissively. "I heard he's from Skyde and made quite a name for himself there.

"But let's be honest, Skyde is a backwater place. The overall strength of that region is weak, so it's no wonder that he's managed to stand out."

"I heard that too," another person interjected, his eyes widening in surprise as he leaned forward. "Apparently, he defeated Gaudium Sect's Juniper Gaudium, who is said to be a five-star demigod. If that's true, then Sebastian's strength must be at least on par with a five-star demigod."

"A five-star demigod might be decent, but in Swordity, that level of strength won't even get you into the top ten, let alone the top three," someone else said while crossing his arms with a sneer on his face.

"Exactly! Our Swordity disciples are all exceptionally talented. Who does this Sebastian Wilder think he is?"

Others quickly chimed in, shaking their heads with mocking smiles.

No one seemed to believe in Sebastian's abilities. The crowd's words were filled with disdain and scorn, but Sebastian was unaware of their opinions.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't have cared.

On the day before the tournament, Alfie warmly welcomed Jameson Stokes and Houston Wright with a wide grin. He invited them to sit down and personally pour their drinks.

After a few rounds of drinking, Houston raised his head. His eyes were sharp as he looked at Alfie and asked, "Alfie, you didn't actually invite us here just for a casual drink, did you?"

A sly smile played at the corner of Alfie's mouth as he spoke softly, "Houston, you've got a sharp mind. I actually need a little favor from you two."

"Favor? Just say the word, Alfie," Jameson responded heartily while thumping his chest. "Anything you need, consider it done."

"Exactly, we'd be more than happy to help," Houston quickly added as he nodded eagerly.

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