Liam Yardley's eyes widened when he heard this, and he stared straight at the child before him.
"You... It's you."
As the words left his mouth, he coughed up more blood.
This child... he was Celeste Grant's son. The son of Javier Sinclair, the world's number one Demon Cultivator. The current Young Master of The Demonic Sects.
'Damn it.' He'd only found out later that the child that bitch Celeste Grant gave birth to was the son of The Blood-Venerate, Javier Sinclair.
Because of that, the boy was always surrounded by powerful experts. He could never get close enough to see the child, let alone touch him. That was why he'd never found an opportunity to make a move.
He never expected to run into him here today.
"You're... that bitch's son. No wonder you're so ruthless at such a young age. You're the child of a Demon Cultivator, after all."
Hearing this, Aaron Sinclair reached out and slapped him across the face.
"That's for insulting my mother."
