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Meanwhile, on another planet, Jian finally woke up after a long, deep sleep. He stood with his hands folded behind his back as he recalled how a single freaking attack from Azazeal had caused him to faint.

"I want revenge."

He muttered, causing Alec and Asher, who were seated some distance behind him, to spit out the tea they were drinking.

Even James was startled.

They glanced at each other. From the moment the red-haired man woke up, he had become a changed individual. Unlike the laughing, mischievous youth he once was, he now stood like a solemn old man.

Alec wiped his lips and stared at him.

"Kyle already did. Your attack gave him the opportunity to strike Azazeal. You should have seen Azazeal's blank face when he was punched. Haha..."

He tried to lighten the mood, but Jian wasn't the least bit amused. He touched the bandage still wrapped around his head and turned back solemnly.