Everyone in the capital knew how poorly Calista had treated Ronan over the years.He had bet on the wrong future—convinced that Ronan would never truly walk away.But now…He had.And there would be no turning back.Benedric’s hands trembled as he pulled out a storage ring and threw it toward Ronan.Inside the ring lay all the resources accounted for in the original betrothal agreement—energy essence, weapons, lands, stocks.Ronan effortlessly caught it.With a nod of satisfaction, Ronan casually inspected its contents.Once verified, he tucked it into his robe.Then he dusted off his sleeves as if brushing away the last traces of the Sables from his life.He turned to the silent crowd.“That concludes our engagement,” he said coolly.As his words echoed through the chamber, the spiritual pressure around Calista finally lifted.She gasped and collapsed to the floor, pale and trembling.She clutched her chest and gasped for breath.Gone was the anger and arrogance in her gaze—now replac

Ronan calmed his emotions, letting out a steady breath. He offered a faint smile and sat back down across from his father.“Are you departing for the interstellar front soon?” he asked.It was around this time, if he remembered correctly. In his past life, Lucas had left around now, drawn to the erupting conflicts at the outer borders of the galaxy.Lucas nodded, confirming Ronan’s assumption. “The situation on the frontlines has escalated. I’ve handed over the daily affairs of the family to your uncle—my younger brother. I’ll be leaving within a few days.”His voice was calm, yet there was a trace of heaviness behind it. Lucas Crowne wasn’t just heading to war. He was walking into a battlefield of death, where few returned whole, and fewer still returned at all.“But before I go,” Lucas continued, his gaze steady, “I wanted to have a proper conversation with you.”Ronan nodded slightly, signaling that he was ready to listen.Lucas looked into his son’s eyes.“Now that you’ve come to y

Ronan stunned. These were priceless artifacts, beyond priceless, really. Resources that even Martial Saints would risk their lives for.Forget the SSS-grade weapons or Divine Sovereign techniques, he hadn’t even heard of such realms before this. A single secret manual for the Sky Emperor Realm would already be enough to turn the entire world upside down.If word spread that he possessed one…Even with his grandfather, Arthur Crowne, being one of the few active Martial Saints on Arken, it wouldn’t be enough to protect him. If multiple Saints banded together to steal it, they’d trample everything in their path, including House Crowne.Because the Sky Emperor Realm...That title had not appeared in over a thousand years, not since the legendary founder of modern cultivation vanished after a cataclysmic duel with a foreign Sky Emperor beyond their solar system. Since then, no one had even glimpsed the peak again.Ronan felt the temptation ripple through him like wildfire. But he quickly ca

Clients and partners were pulling out in droves, withdrawing from nearly every sector of House Sable’s business operations.The exodus was swift, merciless.If things continued at this pace, House Sable wouldn’t last six months in Thalara City.They would vanish completely, swallowed by the very world they had once tried to dominate.For more than ten days, Calista Sable remained hidden deep within the family estate, too humiliated and too afraid to step outside.But her isolation came to an abrupt end when the Thalara Martial Arts Vocational University issued a formal notice calling all students back to campus.The day of return arrived.At the university’s main gate, a luxurious flying car descended slowly from the sky.As the vehicle settled onto the landing platform, a hush fell over the gathering crowd.The doors slid open with a soft hiss, and a tall figure emerged.Ronan Crowne was strikingly handsome, so much so that gasps rippled through the onlookers the moment he appeared.H

Calista stunned, she turned back to face the girl who said those words.The girl in front of her stepped forward with a boldness. Her red hair shines under the sun and her jade green eyes radiating bold confident.“What’s the matter, Calista?” she asked. “Lost your voice? If you’ve got something to say, say it. Or better yet…”Her smirk deepened, “…why don’t we settle this in the arena? Let’s see if that sharp tongue of yours can keep up with your fists.”The challenge rang out like a slap.Students lingering near the Thalara Martial Arts Vocational University gates stirred, whispers flaring in every direction.“Did she just call her out?!” someone muttered.“This is going to be good,” another chuckled.Calista’s jaw clenched tight.“You think I’m afraid of you?” she hissed.“Afraid? No,” the red-haired girl replied. “Smart enough to back down? Definitely. You’re not stupid enough to take me on here and now.”The crowd’s murmurs swelled, each word dripping with the thrill of confrontat