?Seraphin had missed classes for ten months. Minus weekends, that was roughly 200 consecutive missed classes. Considering the penalty, it was a lot.

Seraphin was currently living on negative points. He was totally and utterly broke!

Not everyone could be a millionaire like Atticus. Seraphin didn’t even bother to gather points again when he saw that he couldn’t keep up with the penalty.

Everything he wanted or needed to purchase from the store was done by one of the other Stellaris youths.

Seraphin turned his gaze to the side, his eyes landing on Zoey, who didn’t even spare him a glance or care that he was beaten up. Her gaze was fixed upwards at Atticus’s screen.

Seraphin rested his head back on the ground, gazing up at the sky. He was completely beaten up, broke, and the girl he liked didn’t even know he existed.

One second passed, and as everything started settling in, Seraphin couldn’t help but suddenly break down into tears, the sound of a boy weeping permeating the space.

The brows of the students in the area furrowed one after the other, each of them wondering where the heck the weeping was coming from.

Many couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in shock as they saw that it was Seraphin Stellaris crying.

The coliseum was so quiet that a sound as low pitched as that was sure to capture the attention of many.

The students focused their gazes on Seraphin, each of them mirroring the contestants’ shock. His cries sounded very childish, the kind of sound that none of the students would ever imagine a Tier One making.

Some remembered the beating Atticus had just given him, their expressions turning into pity, while others were still beyond shocked. So what if he was beaten up? A Tier One was still a Tier One! Seraphin was basically committing an atrocity!

The stain that this event would have on the Stellaris family could not be measured. Gerald snapped out of his reverie, his gaze landing on Seraphin. He instantly approached and bent down to his level.

“B-Bro-da,” Seraphin barely muttered between sobs.

Gerald’s heart ached seeing his brother like this, especially when he couldn’t do anything to help.

With swift movement, Gerald landed a brutal attack on the back of Seraphin’s neck, knocking him out. He couldn’t allow him to keep disgracing himself like this.

Despite the fact that the summit was not yet over, Gerald picked up Seraphin and walked off the stage, the rest of the Stellaris family members following closely behind, their heads bowed in slight shame.

Zoey, Ember, and the rest of the group hadn’t even turned to check what was going on, their gazes focused on the screen.

After a few seconds, the students mimicked this action, but luckily for them, they didn’t have to wait too long.

Cracks like tendrils suddenly started appearing all over the expansive and enormous cocoon encompassing the large space. The cracks traveled around it until it covered every single inch.

Then, akin to fragile glass breaking, it suddenly shattered into millions of tiny pieces, dissipating into the air.

In the next seconds, the eyes of the watching audience landed on the figures floating suspended in the air: Mortrex and the one they had all been anticipating, Atticus.

Mortrex fixed his gaze on Atticus, and just as he was about to speak, his eyes narrowed as he suddenly felt an intense amount of killing intent heading towards where they were.

‘This aura, it’s familiar,’ Mortrex’s perception was the perception of a grandmaster, a level Atticus hadn’t yet neared. Their reaches could not be compared.

Mortrex turned his gaze towards a particular direction, his eyes landing on the figure of a tiny dot approaching their location at supersonic speeds.

Homing in on the figure, Mortrex was met with the form of a petite woman clad in radiant white armor akin to a goddess.

‘Shit!’ Mortrex screamed inwardly. There was no doubting it; that was undoubtedly Viviana!

With the amount of killing intent she was currently emanating, Mortrex knew there was only one person she was here for— Atticus.

During the short time he had known Atticus, Mortrex had discerned one prominent feature of his personality: his vengeful nature.

Mortrex was already stuck in a dilemma about Spineus and the Ossara family; the last thing he wanted was his wife also earning Atticus’s ire. It was good Atticus still has no idea she was the root cause of Spineus going after him.

Mortrex’s gaze flashed, and with a swift thought, Viviana’s supersonic figure abruptly stopped midair.

Viviana struggled, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t move a single finger. There was only one person she knew who could have such precise control over her bones.

Just as she was about to open her mouth and scream his name, she found out that she couldn’t even move her mouth.

Viviana turned her murderous glare toward her husband, and despite the distance, their gazes collided in the air.

Mortrex suddenly turned toward Atticus and gave him a quick nod. “I hope you’ll remember your word,” he said.

With that, Mortrex abruptly vanished, appearing in front of Viviana’s frozen figure before vanishing once more, leaving the area before Atticus could get a glimpse of Viviana.

The area became silent; the sounds of rustling leaves and chirping birds were nowhere to be found.

In the area, for more than 500 meters, was only a scene of devastation, the lush forest replaced by a deep crater.

Suspended in the air just above this scene was the figure of a white haired boy clad in a simple black robe.

An ordinary looking katana hung sheathed on his left waist, and piercing blue eyes gazed at the area around him with an air of effortless calmness, as though the devastation meant nothing to him.

Without missing a single beat, the artifact on Atticus’s hand suddenly ignited, a golden glow encompassing him.

Then, Atticus abruptly disappeared from the area.

Only one thoughts appeared in each of the students watching,

The leaders’ summit had ended.

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