Chapter 202 Master And Pupil

"Is this how the Seraphim King conducts himself? Behaving like a madman, and destroying nature? Was I wrong to entrust my crown with you?" Tyler sighed heavily and fell to his knees. "Master… You don't understand… I lost everything…" "What have you lost?" Butch asked gruffly. He was still in his orange clothes—the visage of an escaped prisoner. "Everyone I loved and cared about… They are no more… I screwed up by being overconfident… Goliath won… All my powers were useless… Even Britta is gone…" The mention of Britta's name gave the Salvatore Patriarch a moment's pause. But he recovered immediately, crossed his arms, and watched his pupil with temerity. "Tyler. What was the first lesson I taught you on the very first day?" The young man raised his face and spoke without expression on his face. "The first step to becoming a cultivator?" "Correct. And the answer is?" “To… To gain control… Over one’s energies…” Butch nodded. "And how do you gain control over your energies?" “By… By… Taming