"You… how did you do that?"
"That was a rare artifact from the upper plane universe—in our galaxy, it's supposed to be indestructible!"
Clinton was shocked beyond words, staring at Velen in utter disbelief as he questioned him.
Before Velen could even respond, the excitement on Clinton's face suddenly vanished, replaced by bloodshot eyes glaring at Velen.
"Velen, you knew all along that you could break the seal, didn't you?"
"If you were so confident that you could do it, then why didn't you say so earlier? My Soul Crystals—!"
The moment Clinton realized that, under Velen's manipulation, he had squandered hundreds of years' worth of painstakingly condensed Soul Crystals, his good mood instantly soured.
"You never asked me before!"
Velen shrugged indifferently, completely unbothered.
"Besides, what's done is done—dwelling on the past is meaningless. Just be happy—that's what really matters!"
