Life After Prison

Chapter 839
“Haha! Stop fooling me. Do you think I will believe those foolish things you said?”
Flin laughed out loud, took steps back, and waved his hand. “Go! Break his legs! I’m looking forward to seeing just how he is
going to get out of this. How dare he try to steal my woman from me?”
“Yes, sir!”
The bodyguards quickly encircled Severin. They held their fists tightly and released some of their spiritual energy. They were just
profound masters and would cause no harm to Severin at all. Within a few seconds, they all ended up moaning and grunting
while lying on the floor.
“He-he’s probably a warrior king.”
Flin’s expression looked terrible. His plan was to teach Severin a lesson. Little did he know, his plan was going to fail.
“Since you were hoping you could break my legs, I’m not going to forgive you today.”
An evil smile appeared on Severin’s face as he slowly walked toward Flin.
“What-what are you going to do?”
Instantly, Flin’s face flushed white. He kept on walking backward and threatened Severin. “You better think twice about what you
are about to do. Yes, my family is not an upper-class family but not everyone could mess with my godfather. If you dare...”
Severin could not be bothered to listen more. He took a big step forward, grabbed Flin’s arm, and applied more force to break
Flin’s arm.
“Ahhh!” Flin shouted painfully. Blue nerves popped out on his forehead because the pain was excruciating. Yasmin looked at him
and shook her head helplessly. “Flin, I told you. He’s not someone you should mess with but you refuse to listen to me. You have
yourself to blame.”
“Yasmin, let’s go.”
Severin did not want to waste more time and decided to leave with Yasmin.

After a while, he complained, “Too bad my supply of first-grade spiritual herbs is running low. It will be good if I can make more
first-grade high-rank medicines to help those level eight or nine profound masters to reach level one warrior king. If only I could
get more spiritual herbs then we can have more level one warrior kings.”
Yasmin smiled. “Would you consider trying your luck at the auction center? I haven’t gone there for a long time. Maybe you can
find something good there.”
“Auction center? There’s an auction center in Drackham?”
After knowing that, Severin’s eyes lit up..
“Hell, yeah. The Grand Sky Auction Center. Rumor has it, the auction center belongs to a hidden cultivator family. No one dares
to cause trouble for the auction center. Not the first-tier upper-class family, second- tier upper-class family, or the mayor.”