Chapter 123 The Soulrender Crossbow

"So, you're Sebastian, aren't you?" The middle-aged man held up a sheet of paper with Sebastian's likeness sketched onto it. The portrait was so lifelike that, even with his current attempt at disguise, the eyes, face shape, nose, and mouth matched almost perfectly. Sebastian had heard rumors that the Feral Sect had distributed countless portraits of him far and wide. This incident incited anger deep within him. He had only killed their members in self-defense, but now there was a substantial bounty on his head. Resolute, he vowed that one day he would make the Feral Sect pay.