Reclamation of Honor
Author: Cindy Chen
last update2025-07-18 19:57:18

But Ronan?

He didn’t even blink.

With a sigh—almost as if bored—he lifted his hand and casually flicked it downward.

Seeing Ronan’s carelessness, Lucien’s heart soared.

Just as I thought! he sneered inwardly.

Ronan was nothing but an arrogant fool, pampered by family resources.

A mere Rank 5 who dared to act so casually in a real fight?

Ronan was asking for death!

“You’re dead—!”

But before Lucien could fully savor his confidence, his expression shifted violently the moment Ronan’s palm came down.

Too fast—he couldn’t dodge!

All his strength had been channeled into his punch at Ronan.

He had no time left to redirect his energy or step away.

“No way! How could you—”

Lucien never finished his sentence.

A monstrous force crashed into him like a volcano eruption.

BOOM!

Lucien didn’t just stop.

He was forced to his knees by a single hand strike, the impact so fierce it cracked the marble floor beneath him.

A total, crushing defeat indeed!

Gasps echoed across the hall.

Lucien groaned.

He la
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    But Ronan?He didn’t even blink.With a sigh—almost as if bored—he lifted his hand and casually flicked it downward.Seeing Ronan’s carelessness, Lucien’s heart soared.Just as I thought! he sneered inwardly.Ronan was nothing but an arrogant fool, pampered by family resources.A mere Rank 5 who dared to act so casually in a real fight?Ronan was asking for death!“You’re dead—!”But before Lucien could fully savor his confidence, his expression shifted violently the moment Ronan’s palm came down.Too fast—he couldn’t dodge!All his strength had been channeled into his punch at Ronan.He had no time left to redirect his energy or step away.“No way! How could you—”Lucien never finished his sentence.A monstrous force crashed into him like a volcano eruption.BOOM!Lucien didn’t just stop.He was forced to his knees by a single hand strike, the impact so fierce it cracked the marble floor beneath him.A total, crushing defeat indeed!Gasps echoed across the hall.Lucien groaned.He la

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