Chapter 708 The Fall of the Soren family

• At that moment, Alaric's teeth were clenched in a valiant effort to withstand the excruciating pain. He struggled to utter, "Gabriel, you—"
• A sharp slap echoed through the room, reverberating with force. Damian's hand had struck him mercilessly, sending a burst of crimson from the corner of Alaric's mouth.
• "Anyone who dares to address Marshal Skarsdale directly shows contempt and deserves a lesson in respect!" Damian's voice was icily stern as he reprimanded Alaric. The very notion of addressing Gabriel by his name was a grave transgression, one so severe that even Damian would not dare to utter it. Alaric's audacity was compounding his sins manifold.