Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)
Chapter 622

Chapter 622 "What?"

Korbin's mouth dropped in shock. The others were also dumbfounded, frozen in disbelief.

Martin had stormed in angrily, ready to seek retribution, but who could have imagined that after just a few words, he'd propose to marry off his daughter to Sebastian? What kind of bizarre twist was this?

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Heather panicked. In her eyes, Sebastian was nothing more than a lowly peasant. How could he possibly be worthy of her?

She had assumed Martin was here to avenge her, not to throw her into the fire.

Korbin said with a smile, "Mr. Knott, you must be joking. Your daughter is a noblewoman, and she's very beautiful as well. On the other hand, Sebastian is just a disciple from the Netherworld Sect. How could he be worthy of her?"

Martin said, "I have no choice. This is the only way to preserve my daughter's reputation."

"Dad, I don't agree!"

Heather was fuming.

Martin pulled her aside and whispered, "Heather, listen to me. I would never harm you. That fella made the Netherworld Bell ring seven times. He's an absolute prodigy with limitless potential, and his future is boundless!"

Heather scoffed, "I refuse to believe he's some kind of prodigy. The bell must've malfunctioned."

Martin laughed as he said, "I understand you're skeptical, but the Netherworld Bell hasn't malfunctioned once in all these years. Anyone who can ring it four times has the potential to become a top-level expert."

"He's just a low-born peasant!" Heather said in disgust.

Martin replied, "You're right, his origins are humble, and he doesn't deserve you. I'm not really asking you to marry him."

"Then what do you mean?" Heather asked, confused.

Martin wore a sinister smile as he said, "I discovered an ancient forbidden technique called Essence Transfusion. By using it, you can steal someone's innate talents. Don't you want to become a prodigy?"

"Steal his talents?"

Heather was very shocked. She asked, "That can't be possible. How could something like

that exist in this world?"

Martin grinned smugly. "At first, I didn't believe it either, but I've already tested it. While it may not allow you to steal all of his talent, it can give you about 60 or 70 percent of it. If you can absorb his talent, you could easily reach the level of five or even six rings."

Heather was tempted but still displeased. "Why do I have to marry him? Can't we just capture him?"

"This forbidden technique has one requirement. The one doing the absorbing and the one being absorbed must form a deep connection. You understand what I mean, right?" Martin asked.

"Deep connection?" Heather was puzzled as she shook her head.

"I mean... physical intimacy," Martin said, clearing his throat awkwardly.

Heather let out a startled cry, then her face instantly flushed red with embarrassment. After that, she fumed, "He's just a lowly peasant! I feel disgusted just looking at him, and now you want me to... No, I won't do it!"

Martin said, "To gain great rewards, you have to make some sacrifices. Don't you want to become a prodigy?"

"Fine, I'll do it. However, after it's done, I will kill him immediately!" Heather said with a fierce expression.

Martin laughed as he said, "Essence Transfusion involves draining his marrow and blood. Once it's done, he'll be dead. You won't even need to lift a finger."

"Killing him like that would be too kind for him." Heather snorted coldly.