Chapter 258
"Sebastian, don't think too highly of yourself. Everyone else is kneeling. Do you think you're special?" Elsa asked.
"Men don't get on their knees for no reason. If others want to kneel, let them. I definitely am not doing it," Sebastian replied, sipping his drink nonchalantly. There was no rule that one must kneel before a God of War. Even the Supreme One never demanded such submission.
"Sebastian, why are you so stubborn? I'm saying this for your own good. Lord Wavebreaker and Lord Northum are not like me. It doesn't matter if you don't kneel to me, but if you don't kneel to them, you might anger them. They could easily take your life," Elsa advised earnestly.
"They don't deserve to have me on my knees."
"You…" Elsa was so angry she didn't know what to say. "Don't blame me for not warning you if the Gods of War get angry."
Elsa scoffed before ceasing her words and turning to look toward the entrance.
A group of people strode in. Leading them were two middle-aged men, both weari

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