An Understated Dominance Chapter 967 to 1370 - Translated by Jungal2000

Translated by Jungal2000
“An Understated Dominance” follows the intertwined lives of Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys as they navigate the complex interplay of power, relationships, and personal growth. Set against the backdrop of a vibrant city, the novel explores how these two individuals assert their influence in subtle yet impactful ways, ultimately redefining their understanding of dominance and its consequences.
 
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Chapter 1071: The Thrilling Horse Race

Two women exchanged glances, their animosity palpable, clearly not taking each other's words seriously.

With saddles securely fastened and harnesses in place, two magnificent horses were finally led onto the racetrack.

One black and one white, their contrast was striking.

The friends of Shiela and Morgan had also split into two camps, facing off against each other.

"Go, Shiela! I believe you can win!" cheered Vivian, offering her support from the sidelines.

"Shiela is a renowned champion, and no matter the horse, it's no match for him!" Chase Johnson expressed his unwavering confidence.

"That's right! As long as they perform steadily, victory is assured!" the others chimed in.

Although Dustin didn't say a word, it was evident that, judging by the quality of the horses, Shiela had the upper hand compared to Black Dragon.

Of course, the rider's skills also needed to be considered, and Shiela's experience meant that, as long as she didn't make a mistake, her chances of winning were significant.

"Dahlia, which horse do you think will run faster?" inquired Victoria Sterling eagerly, within the other camp.

"I'm not well-versed in horses, I can't tell," replied Dahlia with a slight shake of her head.

They had come to the racetrack today partly for leisure and partly to discuss business with Garrett Murray. Horse racing was simply for entertainment.

"It's okay not to know, just take a guess," chuckled Victoria.

"In that case, I'll guess that the Black Horse will win," Dahlia casually replied.

"Alright, I'm betting on the White Horse!" Victoria Sterling immediately declared, her competitive spirit ignited.

Both horses were exceptional, but she had a soft spot for the beautiful white horse, Shiela.

At this moment, Shiela and Morgan each mounted their horses and stood ready at the starting line, prepared to begin at any moment.

"Morgan, Black Dragon has a fiery temperament. Be careful when you ride," advised Garrett Murray as he smoothed Black Dragon's mane.

"Understood!" Morgan replied.

"Shiela, same goes for you. Prioritize safety, and remember, friendship comes first, competition second," Garrett said, turning to look at Shiela and patting Shiela's mane in the process.

With just this simple action, Dustin furrowed his brow slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, cousin," Shiela nodded appreciatively.

"Alright, enough chit-chat. Are you both ready?" Garrett stepped back, and when he saw them nod, he suddenly raised his voice, shouting, "Begin!"

His words had barely left his lips when both Shiela and Morgan urged their horses forward.

One black and one white, the two magnificent horses shot out like lightning, with hardly a difference between them.

This race covered a distance of one kilometer, and right from the start, they raced neck and neck, each refusing to yield to the other.

The two riders were completely focused, not daring to be distracted.

As the horses raced on, their bodies moved rhythmically, demonstrating their expert skills.

"Go, Shiela, go!" cheered Vivian and his group, their excitement running high.

"Morgan, you can do it! You're going to win!" the young men and women in the other camp shouted enthusiastically.

Amidst the waves of cheers, the two horses became even more spirited.

"Haha... Shiela is in the lead!" exclaimed Vivian's group excitedly as they reached the halfway point, with Shiela gradually pulling ahead, leaving Black Dragon behind.

The sight filled Vivian's group with joy. As long as this continued, victory was guaranteed.

"Shiela is slowing down. I think she's going to lose," suddenly interjected Dustin.

With his keen eyes, he could see that Shiela's eyes were bloodshot.

"Hey! What are you talking nonsense about? Shiela clearly has the upper hand. How could he possibly lose?" retorted Vivian, clearly annoyed.

"Hmph! If you don't understand, then stay quiet. Don't embarrass yourself with your baseless comments!" Chase added disdainfully.

"Exactly! If you won't cheer for Shiela, fine, but spouting nonsense like this is unacceptable!" the others chimed in, all clearly displeased.

As they spoke, a sudden turn of events unfolded on the racetrack.

With only a hundred meters left to the finish line, Shiela let out a painful neigh, and its hooves gave way, causing it to collapse on the track.

Due to the momentum, Shiela was catapulted off its back.





Chapter 1072: A Fall and a Surprise Encounter

"Thug!"

Shiela was sent flying high into the air and then crashed heavily onto the grass.

She felt dizzy and in pain as she lay on the ground.

"Shiela!"

This unexpected incident startled everyone.

They hurriedly ran over to check on Shiela's condition.

Fortunately, she was wearing protective gear, and the landing was on soft grass, so she didn't suffer any serious injuries, just a dislocated shoulder.

"Shiela! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" Vivian asked anxiously.

"Get a doctor! Get a doctor quickly!" Chase was impatient.

If she had hit her head, it could have been much worse.

"Let me take a look."

Garrett quickly approached and carefully examined the situation. He then said, "It's not too bad, just a dislocated shoulder."

With that, he gently extended his hand and placed it on Shiela's shoulder, then suddenly twisted it.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound echoed as the bone was put back in place.

Shiela let out a muffled groan, but her painful expression gradually eased.

"Hahaha... I won!" Morgan, who had reached the finish line, turned her horse around triumphantly and approached, looking down on Shiela. "Shiela, you're too weak! You've been riding since you were a child, and you still managed to fall? That's quite embarrassing!"

"You—!" Shiela couldn't find the words to respond.

She had no idea what happened; she was just running, and suddenly, Henry stumbled.

During that time, she hadn't sensed anything unusual.

"Shiela, you lost fair and square. I'm taking Henry with me!" Morgan, with a smug smile, declared.

Looking at Shiela's gloomy expression, it was clear that she couldn't back out now.

"Shiela, you were too impulsive just now!" Garrett said with a heavy tone. "Winning or losing is secondary; safety is paramount. I've warned you before not to be reckless. Look at what happened; you had a nasty fall. Fortunately, nothing serious happened, or how would I explain this to your father?"

"I'm sorry," Shiela said, feeling a bit helpless.

"You, girl, don't know the severity of things. We always say 'friendship first, competition second.' Why did you risk yourself like that?" Garrett sighed deeply.

He had an air of deep brotherly concern, as if their sibling bond was incredibly strong.

"'Friendship first, competition second.' Coming from your mouth, it sounds quite ironic!" Dustin suddenly spoke up.

"Huh?"

With those words, everyone's attention turned towards him.

They looked puzzled and didn't understand.

"It's you!" Victoria Sterling muttered, her expression changing instantly.

She had been so focused on the horse race that she hadn't noticed Dustin was present.

Now, meeting her enemy, her face turned red with anger.

"Miss Victoria, do you know this person?" Garrett looked around, feeling puzzled.

"Hmph! A lowly insurance salesman like him isn't worthy of knowing me!" Victoria clenched her teeth, feeling indignant.

She couldn't mention the incident from yesterday when she got slapped; that would be too embarrassing.

"An insurance salesman?"





Chapter 1073: Allegations and Evidence

Garrett raised an eyebrow. Although he wasn't sure what had transpired, it was evident that Victoria had a strong aversion to the person before her. "Since when did our Murray family lower its standards to this extent? Even someone of this caliber can enter our doors?"

"Senior Garrett, Dustin is my friend," Shiela hurriedly explained.

"Friend?"

Garrett glanced up and down at Dustin and said indifferently, "Shiela, you need to understand that, given your status, not just anyone qualifies as your friend."

A low-level individual like an insurance salesman was beneath consideration.

"Whether I qualify or not is debatable, but your cousin here is certainly not a good person," Dustin chimed in again.

"Stupid!"

Morgan glared and scolded, "Who do you think you are? How dare you slander my brother? Do you think I won't slap you?"

She raised her riding crop as if to strike.

Garrett raised his hand to stop her and then coldly asked, "You're Dustin, right? I don't recall ever offending you. Who gave you the right to defame me?"

"Defame?" Dustin snorted. "Do you not know what you just did, or are you pretending not to? While you were pretending to be concerned for Shiela, you also made a sinister move that caused her to fall from her horse. Do you think no one noticed?"

"You... What nonsense are you spouting?!" Garrett's face changed, and his heart raced. However, he quickly regained his composure, so much so that no one could tell.

His deep cunning was evident.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you know it in your heart. For the sake of a horse, you endangered your own cousin. Has your conscience gone to the dogs?" Dustin said sternly.

"You insolent fool! If you dare to speak nonsense again, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson!" Garrett, infuriated, threatened.

"You scoundrel! I command you to apologize to my brother right now, or you'll regret it!" Morgan's eyes flashed with fierceness as she shouted.

"Sir Murray, if I were you, I'd just cut his tongue off and feed it to the dogs to ease my anger," Victoria added fuel to the fire.

Dahlia watched coldly but didn't say a word.

"Dustin, have you misunderstood something? My cousin has always treated me well. How could he possibly harm me?" Shiela also expressed doubt.

From childhood to adulthood, Garrett had always been a gentle and caring figure. Whenever she made a mistake, he would protect her, even taking the blame for her.

In her eyes, Garrett was no different from her own brother, and it was this perception that fueled Morgan's jealousy.

"Shiela, I saw it clearly. The reason you fell just now is all because of this guy's trickery. Otherwise, you wouldn't have lost," Dustin said with a serious expression.

"Nonsense! Clearly, it was her own mistake. Why should my brother be involved?" Morgan was becoming increasingly frustrated.

"Insurance salesman, it seems you're just trying to stir up trouble. We were standing right next to Mr Murray, and if he had done anything suspicious, do you think we wouldn't have noticed?" Victoria cast a disdainful glance.

"That's right! Mr Murray is straightforward and honest, and he couldn't possibly stoop to such despicable acts. I warn you not to spew baseless accusations!" The crowd began to scold Dustin angrily.

Even Shiela's friends, to gain some attention, shot Dustin disgusted looks.

They were willing to do anything to be in the spotlight, even if it meant losing face.

They were like rabid dogs!

"Dustin, have you misunderstood something? My cousin has always treated me well. How could he possibly harm me?" Shiela expressed doubt.

From childhood to adulthood, Garrett had always been a gentle and caring figure. Whenever she made a mistake, he would protect her, even taking the blame for her.

In her eyes, Garrett was no different from her own brother, and it was this perception that fueled Morgan's jealousy.

"Shiela, I saw it clearly. The reason you fell just now is all because of this guy's trickery. Otherwise, you wouldn't have lost," Dustin said with a serious expression.

"Nonsense! Clearly, it was her own mistake. Why should my brother be involved?" Morgan was becoming increasingly frustrated.

"Insurance salesman, it seems you're just trying to stir up trouble. We were standing right next to Mr Murray, and if he had done anything suspicious, do you think we wouldn't have noticed?" Victoria cast a disdainful glance.

"That's right! Mr Murray is straightforward and honest, and he couldn't possibly stoop to such despicable acts. I warn you not to spew baseless accusations!" The crowd began to scold Dustin angrily.

Even Shiela's friends, eager for attention, shot Dustin disgusted looks.

They were willing to do anything to be in the spotlight, even if it meant losing face.

They were like rabid dogs!

"Dustin, do you have any evidence for what you're claiming?" Garrett questioned.

"Of course! If you dare, present your evidence!" Morgan pointed her riding crop at Dustin and threatened, "If you can't produce evidence, I'll cut your tongue off right here!"

"You want evidence? Fine."

Dustin walked up to Henry and began to carefully examine it. While doing so, he said, "Garrett touched Henry's head right before the race, and you all remember that, don't you?"

"What's the significance of that?" Morgan placed her hands on her hips.

Dustin didn't reply. Instead, he gently ran his fingers along the horse's head until he felt a slight protrusion. Then, he pulled forcefully.

A blood-stained black needle suddenly popped out of Henry's head, clearly visible to everyone.

"There you go, the evidence you wanted!"






Chapter 1074: Repercussions and Resolutions

"What?!"

As they looked at the black needle that Dustin held, the crowd couldn't help but exchange surprised and uncertain glances.

They had witnessed it clearly; the needle had indeed been pulled from the horse's head, and it was stained with blood. This clearly indicated that someone had tampered with it.

"Could it be true? Are the things this guy is saying actually real?"

After a brief astonishment, many people's gazes turned to Garrett, expecting an explanation.

"Now that there's irrefutable evidence, what else do you have to say?" Dustin questioned.

He flicked his finger and let the needle drop to the ground at Garrett's feet.

"What do you mean? Are you suspecting me?" Garrett furrowed his brows slightly and replied with righteous indignation, "Although I don't know who did this, I can swear that I haven't done anything to harm Shiela!"

"Keep pretending," Dustin responded indifferently. "Your sister just admitted that only you touched Henry before the race. If it wasn't you, then who else could it be?"

"I did touch Henry, but that doesn't mean this needle is mine," Garrett argued earnestly. "Perhaps someone tampered with it before we arrived."

"That's right! Shiela has many enemies, frequently targeted for kidnapping and assassination. It wouldn't be surprising if someone sabotaged her horse. That's perfectly plausible!" Morgan chimed in.

"Whether you're in the wrong or not, you're all the same. You'll say anything to suit your narrative," Dustin scoffed.

"Shiela, you know me best. Do you really think I'm the type of person who would harm you?" Garrett's gaze turned serious as he looked to the side.

"Of course not. senior brother Garrett has always been kind to me. How could he harm me? This must be a misunderstanding," Shiela shook her head repeatedly.

Her cousin had always been gentle and considerate, never doing anything unjust or harmful. Naturally, he wasn't a bad person.

"Listen up! Shiela and I have a deep bond as siblings. You have no right to meddle in our affairs," Garrett said coldly.

"Enough, both of you, stop arguing. It was just an accident, and we shouldn't let it affect our relationships," Shiela tried to mediate.

One was her cousin, and the other was her lifesaver. She felt caught in the middle.

"For Shiela's sake, I won't argue further, but if you dare to speak nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!" Garrett threatened.

He was a bit resentful after almost being exposed.

"Wait a minute... Since someone tampered with Henry, this race should be invalidated, and Shiela shouldn't be considered the loser," Vivian suddenly spoke up.

"That's right! Under normal circumstances, Henry had a better chance of winning," Chase and others agreed.

"Hmph! In horse racing, there are always various unexpected occurrences. If you lose, you lose. Why so much fuss?" Morgan disdainfully remarked.

"Morgan, let's forget about it. We're all family, and we should value harmony. Just give Henry back to Shiela," Garrett timely suggested.

"Why should I?" Morgan tilted her head and asserted, "We made a bet, and I won Henry fairly with my skills. Why should I give it back?"

She had coveted Henry for a long time and had finally managed to acquire it. Naturally, she was unwilling to return it.

"Sis, please, for my sake," Garrett comforted her.

"Why?" Morgan stubbornly refused. "Shiela, you're a grown woman now; don't you dare back out!"

Shiela felt speechless for a moment.





Chapter 1075: The Unexpected Challenger

"You, girl, why won't you listen to reason?" Garrett sighed heavily, wearing a helpless expression.

"Since everyone can't agree, how about we have a rematch with higher stakes? The winner decides, what do you think?" Victoria suggested.

"I'm fine with that; it's up to whether Shiela dares," Morgan didn't decline, provoking a glance at Shiela.

"Shiela just got injured; how can she ride now? Isn't this making things difficult for her?" Garrett deliberately wore a stern expression.

"Shiela can't participate; we can choose someone else from her many friends," Morgan suggested with her head held high, scanning them one by one. "Hey! Which one of you dares to challenge me? One million per match; you pay if you lose, and you take Henry if you win."

As this was said, Chase, Vivian, and others exchanged glances.

One million per match was a considerable bet.

Their equestrian skills were slightly inferior to Shiela's, and most importantly, Henry had already been injured and couldn't race again in the short term. In the entire horse racing arena, there was no other top-notch horse that could compete with Black Dragon.

In this situation, whoever stepped forward would be humiliating themselves with no chance of winning.

"What's wrong? So many of you, and not a single one dares to challenge? How disappointing!" Morgan sneered, disdain evident in her gaze.

The people lowered their heads, feeling embarrassed but not daring to speak up.

"Shiela, I've given you a chance, but it seems you're incapable. You only have yourselves to blame," Morgan gloated.

"I'll do it!" Shiela finally couldn't hold back, gritting her teeth as she stood up, her little face filled with determination.

However, due to her recent fall, her gait was unsteady, and it was evident that she wasn't in the best condition.

"You're injured, let me do it instead," Dustin reached out and gently patted Shiela's shoulder.

"You can ride a horse?" Dustin's unexpected offer surprised her.

"Well, if you want to try, don't embarrass yourself. It would be better to avoid making a scene if you're just going to show off a little," Chase remarked with a strange tone.

"That's right, Shiela can't even do it. What's the use of you going up? You'll just be humiliating yourself," Vivian scoffed.

"Lost a million for a match. Do you, an insurance salesman, have that much money?" Victoria taunted.

"Some people love to show off, but they have no self-awareness," the crowd sneered one by one.

A mere insurance salesman dared to participate in horse racing among the wealthy; he was clearly overestimating himself!

"Dustin, do you have confidence?" Shiela inquired cautiously.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely win back your Henry," Dustin smiled.

"Hmph! You talk big, but I'll make sure you admit defeat!" Morgan raised her chin arrogantly and said to the racecourse steward, "Take this guy to the stable and let him choose a horse. Any good horse inside, let him pick!"

"This way, sir, please follow me," the racecourse steward made a gesture of invitation and led Dustin into the stable.

Not long after, Dustin emerged from the stable. However, when everyone saw the horse he had chosen, they were instantly dumbfounded.

They were shocked to see that Dustin had selected a dwarf horse specifically designed for children!






Chapter 1076: The Absurd Challenge

"Am I seeing things correctly? This guy actually picked a dwarf horse?"

"Could it be that he intends to race against a fine steed like Black Dragon with this kind of pony?"

"Oh my goodness! What is this guy thinking? Has he gone insane?"

As they looked at the dwarf horse Dustin had chosen, everyone was utterly shocked.

Dwarf horse, as the name suggests, was a small and gentle-natured horse primarily meant for children or the elderly to ride. They were under one meter in height, with short and stocky limbs, primarily used for recreational purposes.

In contrast, Black Dragon stood at a majestic one and a half meters, with long and well-built limbs, a perfectly proportioned body, and the ability to run like the wind. In every aspect, Black Dragon outclassed the dwarf horse.

When the two horses stood side by side, it was like comparing a grown man to a three-year-old child.

There was no need for a race; just by looking at their physical attributes, the outcome was clear.

"Are you kidding me? This guy is a joke!" Morgan mock.

They had seen foolishness before, but this was on another level.

Even with the finest horses, there was no way they could compare to Black Dragon, let alone a low-grade horse like this one.

"Ha-ha-ha... He can't even pick a horse properly; does he really think he can compete in a race? What a moron!" Victoria laughed heartily.

People who chose such a horse for a race were either making a joke or asking for trouble.

"Hey! Are you out of your mind? This is a horse for children to ride; why did you choose it? Are you planning to go for a leisurely stroll?" Vivian asked sarcastically.

"I thought you were so amazing, but you don't understand anything. You're just trying to show off!" Chase made fun of him with a strange expression.

"That's right. Please, just admit defeat. You're embarrassing not only yourself but all of us as well!" Many people showed disdain.

Racing against a thoroughbred like Black Dragon with a dwarf horse was not a race; it was self-torture.

People with even a little bit of common sense wouldn't do such a thing.

"Pele (the stable keeper), are you deliberately causing trouble?" Shiela furrowed her brows and questioned, "There are so many excellent purebred horses in the stable. Why did you refuse to let Dustin choose any of them? What's your intention?"

"Miss Shiela, it's not my business," the stable keeper replied with an innocent expression. "I introduced many excellent horses to this gentleman, but he didn't like any of them. He insisted on choosing this one, and I couldn't do anything about it."

In fact, when he saw that Dustin had picked the dwarf horse, he was also extremely surprised and had advised against it.

However, the other party didn't listen at all.

"Dustin, did you make the wrong choice?" Shiela asked with a strange expression. "This dwarf horse has short legs and a weak body. It can't run fast at all. Why don't you go back to the stable and pick another one?"

"No need to pick another one; this horse is sufficient," Dustin said with satisfaction, patting the dwarf horse's head.

"But with just this horse, you won't be able to beat Black Dragon," Shiela felt a bit awkward.

With a better purebred horse, there might be a chance to win. But with this dwarf horse, victory was impossible.

"Don't worry; it will definitely win," Dustin smiled confidently.

"Hmph! You're too naive if you think you can win with such an inferior horse. Have you lost your mind?" Morgan sneered.

"Dustin, you'd better think it through. If you lose, you'll have to pay one million. Don't let your recklessness make Shiela cover your debts," Garrett said coldly.

They had initially thought Dustin was a capable person, but now it seemed he was simply foolish.

"If I lose, I'll pay for it myself. Shiela won't have to spend a dime," Dustin said straightforwardly.

"Hmph! A mere insurance salesman like you, do you even have that much money?" Victoria questioned.

"That's right! If you don't have the money, don't try to show off. It's better not to embarrass yourself!" Vivian added with disdain.

"One million isn't a small amount of money. Someone like you probably won't earn that much in your entire life," Chase said, not bothering to hide his contempt.

"Hey! Are you trying to be a freeloader?" Many people doubted.

Everyone knew that Shiela was kind-hearted. If Dustin couldn't pay, she would most likely cover the debt.

This guy was truly calculating.

"If he doesn't have the money, I'll pay for him," Dahlia, who had been silently observing, suddenly spoke up.






Chapter 1077: The Humiliating Race

Her voice instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

You see, this ice-cold beauty had been silent since entering the racetrack. She had always maintained an attitude of keeping people at arm's length, making everyone afraid to approach her.

Now, she was unexpectedly siding with Dustin, which was quite surprising.

"Dahlia, why are you helping this guy?" Victoria looked puzzled.

For someone with a cold personality like hers, this behavior was clearly out of character.

"I'm purely curious. I want to see where his confidence to win this horse race comes from," Dahlia replied nonchalantly.

That's what she said, but deep down, she felt something odd. Just now, she almost blurted out and instinctively defended this stranger.

It was rather strange.

"Well, since Dahlia is interested, let's give this guy a chance," Garrett said politely, smiling.

"Thanks to Dahlia's support, I'll give you a chance to lose. Get on your horses!" Morgan mounted Black Dragon, looking down at Dustin with disdain.

With a one million wager handed to them on a silver platter, they were more than happy to oblige.

Dustin gave Dahlia a meaningful look but didn't say anything. He swung his leg over and climbed onto the dwarf horse.

As the two horses stood side by side, Dustin's head only reached Morgan's shoulder, making him almost two heads shorter.

"Hmph! This guy dares to participate? Truly overestimating himself!"

"Using a woman's money to gamble, how shameless!"

The crowd whispered among themselves, and their gazes towards Dustin were filled with disdain.

It was obvious that he was going to lose, yet he insisted on participating, making a fool of himself.

"Ready—"

After the two contestants were prepared, Garrett, acting as the referee, shouted, "Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan urged Black Dragon forward, and the horse shot out like an arrow, incredibly fast.

On the other hand, Dustin remained calm, holding the reins and leisurely moving forward on the dwarf horse.

His posture didn't resemble a horse race at all; it looked more like a leisurely stroll.

"What is this guy doing? Why is he walking instead of running? Start running!"

"No matter how fast he runs, he can't compete with Black Dragon. I think he knows he's going to lose and is deliberately performing poorly."

Seeing Dustin riding so slowly, the crowd couldn't help but point and ridicule. There was scorn, disdain, and mockery in their words, but above all, there was disgust.

Being unable to compete was one thing, but not even trying was another matter altogether. It was entirely about his attitude.

"Dahlia, look at this guy; how despicable!"

Victoria was displeased. "You kindly helped him, and this is how he behaves? He deserves to sell insurance for the rest of his life!"

"Some people will always be mediocre," Garrett said with a mocking smile.

Dahlia furrowed her brows and remained silent. Her gaze gradually turned cold, and she felt a strange sense of disappointment.

"Shiela, do you see this? This guy is just seeking attention!"

Vivian was indignant. "He doesn't mind embarrassing himself, but we're embarrassed!"

"Hmph! He's so shameless to use a woman's money for gambling!" Chase scowled.

Shiela bit her lip, her expression complicated.

She didn't understand why Dustin would deliberately perform poorly.

"Ha-ha-ha... Hey there, can you go faster? I can't wait any longer!"

After running for a while, Morgan turned around and saw that Dustin was far behind. She stopped her horse and deliberately taunted him.

Dustin remained unfazed. He continued to ride the dwarf horse at a slow pace, gradually closing the gap.

"Hurry up! Run faster! Come on!" Morgan urged continuously, behaving as if she were playing with a cat and mouse.

After several repetitions of this, the onlookers burst into laughter, as if they were watching a clown.






Chapter 1078: The Unexpected Turn

"Come on, come on... Come and catch me!"

"Go faster... A little faster!"

Morgan rode Black Dragon, running intermittently and occasionally looking back to mock Dustin.

She didn't take Dustin seriously at all; instead, she began to playfully toy with him.

At the height of her amusement, she even circled around the dwarf horse while riding Black Dragon.

Under the suppression of bloodline superiority, the dwarf horse was trembling with fear, and it slowed down even further.

"Ha-ha-ha... Doesn't this look more like a leisurely walk than a horse race?"

"Who said it didn't? It's like being taken for a stroll by Morgan; it's completely lacking in spirit, so embarrassing!"

Morgan's group of friends didn't hold back in their mockery.

"No good horse, no skill, and yet he dared to challenge Morgan? Truly ignorant!" Vivian sneered.

"Just a jumping clown. If this trash wins, I'll eat s***!" Chase sneered.

"A grown man, humiliated by a woman riding on his head, if I were him, I'd probably find a hole to crawl into. It's too embarrassing!" Victoria mocked.

She had been holding a grudge since she was slapped earlier, and Morgan's actions now helped her vent her frustration.

"Ms Dahlia, you shouldn't have sympathized with such a mediocre person," Garrett said sarcastically.

"It's just a million; let's consider it entertainment," Dahlia said expressionlessly.

"That's true."

Garrett nodded ambiguously, then shouted to Morgan, "Morgan, stop playing; it's not fun anymore. Let's end it."

"Fine!"

Morgan responded and turned to look at Dustin. "Hey, you, I'm not playing with you anymore. Enjoy eating my dust from behind!"

With that, she spurred Black Dragon forward, heading straight for the finish line.

Throughout the race, Dustin had been riding in a leisurely manner, as if he were completely uninvolved.

Just when everyone thought the outcome was certain, something unexpected happened.

While Black Dragon was running, for some unknown reason, it suddenly neighed and lifted its front hooves high in the air.

Morgan, who had been overconfident, was thrown off the horse and fell to the ground, covered in dirt.

"What's going on? Did she make a mistake?"

This sudden turn of events startled everyone.

No one had expected Morgan to encounter an accident just a hundred meters away from the finish line.

"Black Dragon! What are you doing? Why did you suddenly stop?"

Morgan, struggling to stand up, looked a bit annoyed.

She hadn't even touched the reins, but Black Dragon had suddenly stopped, catching her off guard.

Fortunately, she hadn't fallen too hard and was able to get up and continue racing.

Dustin rode the dwarf horse leisurely and approached slowly.

"Hmph! I fell, so what? I can still beat you."

Morgan glared at him and got back on her horse.

"Is that so? Then good luck to you."

Dustin smiled faintly and continued riding at a leisurely pace.

"Black Dragon! Charge!"

Morgan shouted, urging her horse to speed up in an attempt to leave Dustin behind and win the race.

However, her command had no effect at all.

Black Dragon remained rooted in place, visibly agitated and unwilling to move forward, as if it were afraid of something ahead.

"Black Dragon! Charge! Charge!"

As Dustin slowly overtook her, Morgan grew increasingly desperate. She kicked and urged her horse desperately, but Black Dragon simply refused to budge.

"Hey! Can't you move even a little?"

Morgan was furious. She pulled out her riding crop and started whipping Black Dragon, putting a lot of force into each strike.

Black Dragon neighed in distress but still refused to move forward.

Then, to the astonishment, disbelief, and shock of the onlookers, Dustin, riding the dwarf horse, strolled past the finish line without much effort.

From start to finish, he barely ran and won the race with exceptional ease.






Chapter 1079: The Unexpected Outcome

However, it was extremely strange.

"How is this possible? The dwarf horse actually won against the Black Dragon?"

"What's going on? Can this even happen?!"

"What's Morgan doing? Why didn't she just sprint directly? What's with all the dawdling?"

After Dustin won, the entire arena was in chaos.

Everyone wore expressions of shock and disbelief, finding it difficult to accept.

Before the race began, they were all confident that Morgan would win.

Indeed, the race had played out that way, with Black Dragon dominating the entire time.

However, no one had expected that, at the last moment, Black Dragon would suddenly have an issue and refuse to run.

What was this?

A strike?

Throwing a tantrum?

"We won, we won! Big Brother Dustin won!"

After a brief moment of shock, Shiela immediately cheered and celebrated, her face beaming with joy.

She hadn't even dreamed that Dustin, who had chosen a dwarf horse, would actually win.

It was truly miraculous!

"This guy is so lucky; he won for no reason." Vivian was somewhat displeased.

"Darn it! Why? Why can a dwarf horse win?" Chase was both unwilling and jealous.

If he had known it would be so easy to win, he would have taken the opportunity to show off earlier, not only gaining recognition but also earning Shiela's favor. It would have been a win-win situation.

"Why is this? He can win by walking the whole way; isn't that too exaggerated?"

Victoria's eye twitched, and she couldn't remain calm.

She had hoped to see Dustin lose and humiliate him.

Now, things had turned around, and he had won.

"It's strange," Dahlia said with an unusual look in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't understand why Dustin had remained calm and composed the entire time, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

"Morgan was really careless. She should have finished the race earlier. There was no need to play cat and mouse; it's like lifting a stone to smash her own foot!"

Garrett furrowed his brows and looked displeased.

If she hadn't kept stopping and starting, she could have easily won.

Now, she had lost, and it was a huge blow to her reputation.

A top-breed horse couldn't even beat a dwarf horse. If news of this spread, how could she face anyone?

"Morgan, it seems your tough horse isn't that great after all."

After reaching the finish line, Dustin rode the dwarf horse slowly back.

There was a faint smile on his lips, which seemed mocking and full of amusement.

"You—"

Morgan gritted her teeth, extremely angry.

She had a stomach full of anger and nowhere to vent it, so she dismounted and took out her riding crop, hitting Black Dragon with all her strength.

The sound of the whip cracking rang out, and she was merciless.

"Damned beast! It's your fault I lost the race!"

"I told you to move! I told you not to hold me back! Watch me beat you to death!"

"You beast! You've ruined my reputation!"

Morgan lashed out at Black Dragon while venting her anger.

Black Dragon was neighing in distress, becoming increasingly restless.

Unable to endure it any longer, it kicked her in the face.

"Snap!"

Morgan was sent flying five or six meters away, crashing heavily to the ground. She was knocked unconscious on the spot.

Her jaw shattered, teeth fell out, blood sprayed from her mouth and nose, and her entire face was disfigured, looking extremely horrifying.

Black Dragon's kick exemplified the concept of karma.






Chapter 1080: The Offer

"Damn!"

Watching Morgan being kicked away, everyone's expressions changed dramatically.

No one had expected Black Dragon to suddenly kick like that.

Even from a distance, they could hear the sound of bones cracking.

"Morgan!"

Garrett exclaimed in shock and ran over to Morgan in a state of extreme nervousness.

After flipping her over and taking a look, he was instantly stunned.

Morgan's entire face was disfigured, almost beaten to a pulp.

It was horrifying to look at, making one's scalp tingle and heart race.

Although he had some medical knowledge, it was limited to things like resetting dislocated joints. There was no way he could treat an injury like this.

"Quick! Call a doctor!"

After coming back to his senses, Garrett repeatedly shouted.

Everyone snapped out of their daze and immediately got busy.

In no time at all, the severely injured Morgan was carried away, along with Garrett and his entourage, who hurriedly left.

However, before leaving, Garrett cast a malicious glare at Dustin, his heart filled with resentment.

"This is terrible! She was kicked several meters away, and her face is completely destroyed. Can it even be saved?"

"This is her own fault. If she had lost, she should have accepted it. Why did she whip Black Dragon? It's like digging her own grave."

"Now it seems that the dwarf horse isn't bad after all. At least it can't kick anyone in the face."

Shiela's friends whispered to each other.

They had long been fed up with Morgan's attitude, but because of her status, they had never dared to confront her.

Now, seeing her get kicked by a horse, they couldn't help feeling a little schadenfreude.

"Shiela, I'm returning Henry to you."

Dustin brought the white horse Henry back to Shiela.

"Thank you so much, Big Brother Dustin! You're amazing!"

Shiela smiled sweetly, extremely excited.

She had developed a bond with Henry, and now that she had gotten it back, she was naturally very happy.

"Hmph! What's so great about it? It's just luck." Chase was a bit sarcastic.

"That's right! In this round, I could have gone up!" Vivian chimed in.

"Then why didn't you?" Dustin asked.

"I... I..." Vivian was left speechless. She hadn't gone up because she was afraid of losing.

Who could have imagined that a dwarf horse could actually beat Black Dragon? It was beyond belief!

"How did you do it?"

At this moment, Dahlia suddenly approached, curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

"What did I do?"

Dustin pretended not to know.

"Black Dragon suddenly stopped. Wasn't that because you were up to something?" Dahlia asked tentatively.

She was suspicious because Dustin had remained calm and composed the whole time, as if he had been confident of this outcome.

"Miss Dahlia, meals can be eaten casually, but words cannot be spoken carelessly. It was Morgan's own arrogance that caused her to lose control of Black Dragon. What does it have to do with me?" Dustin shrugged.

He naturally couldn't admit to anything like that.

"Is that so?"

Dahlia looked deeply into Dustin's eyes and didn't continue to ask. Instead, she took out a business card and handed it over. "I see that you're a talented person. Working as an insurance salesman is beneath you. If you're interested, you can come to work at my company."

As soon as this statement came out, many people showed surprised expressions.

Especially Chase and a few other men, who were even more jealous.

Damn, what has this kid done to make this cold beauty take such a liking to him?

You have to know that this woman is a big shot that even the Sterling’s family heiress (Victoria) has to curry favor with.
 
Chapter 1061: The Rescue

General Wesley was about to speak when he was interrupted by Trent's frantic shout, "Quick! Fire! This kid wants to kill Gen Wesley; shoot him with your rifles!"

They were so impatient that they were afraid General Wesley would beg for his life.

"Click! Click!"

The soldiers of the Dark Panther Cavalry immediately unlocked their rifles and loaded their bullets upon hearing the order.

"Who the f**k gave you permission to open fire? You hit me!" General Wesley was taken aback and immediately shouted, doing his best to stop them.

Otherwise, before Dustin will die, he would have been riddled with bullets.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Under Trent's eye signals, several of Harmons's hidden gunmen in the crowd finally fired several shots.

If they could hit Dustin, it would be great, but if they missed and accidentally killed General Wesley, they could claim that they were too anxious to save him and it was an accident.

Then they could put all the blame on Dustin, which would be a win-win situation for them.

"Hmph!"

At the sound of gunfire, Dustin had already made evasive movements, taking General Wesley with him.

Unfortunately, General Wesley's large build caused him to be shot in the buttocks.

Blood spurted out.

"Dammit! Who the f**k told you to open fire? I've been hit!" General Wesley roared in anger.

The soldiers of the Dark Panther Cavalry looked at each other but didn't see anyone who had opened fire.

"It was Harmon's men who shot in secret."

Dustin said casually, "They were planning to kill you and then shift the blame to me. Now, are you still going to help them?"

"Harmon's men?"

General Wesley's face darkened, and he suddenly turned his gaze towards the Harmon family members.

"Gen Wesley! Don't listen to this kid's nonsense! He's trying to sow discord!"

Trent's eyelids twitched, and he quickly spoke up to defend himself.

"That's right! We're saving you! It's this kid who wants to kill you!"

The Harmon family members quickly echoed, fearing retaliation.

General Wesley gave several of them a fierce glare before turning back and saying, "Kid! I admit defeat today. I won't interfere in your affairs anymore!"

"Gen. Wesley! You can't!"

"You are one of the four generals of the Dark Panther Cavalry; how can you bow down to a nobody from the martial world?"

"That's right! A real man should be willing to fight to the death!"

The Harmon family members' faces turned pale, and they hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Without General Wesley's presence to suppress Dustin, how could they contend with a Grandmaster?

"Shut up, all of you!"

General Wesley roared angrily, "Don't think I don't know what you guys are up to. You want to use me as a pawn? It's not that easy!"

If he died valiantly in battle, he wouldn't be afraid.

But if he were used, leading to his death for no apparent reason, that would be too unjust.

"Gen. Wesley! I'm your subordinate! Are you really going to watch me die?" Dylan Harmon was starting to panic.

"Dylan, I can't save you today, but I promise that if this kid dares to kill you, I will avenge you!" General Wesley said solemnly.

With fewer people today, directly confronting a Martial Arts Grandmaster was clearly not a wise move.

"What?"

Dylan Harmon was dumbfounded.

Why did these words sound so familiar?

"It seems that no one can save you today. Follow me to hell."

Dustin suddenly grabbed Dylan Harmon's leg and forcefully dragged him towards the main gate.

Wherever he went, no one dared to stop him.

Even Gen Wesley couldn't stop him; who else would dare to approach and court death?

"Save me! Is there anyone to save me?"

Dylan Harmon was in a panic, shouting for help and looking terrified.

He knew very well that once Dustin dragged him away, he would undoubtedly die!

Just when Dylan Harmon was on the verge of despair, a clear and ethereal female voice suddenly rang out at the gate.

"Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” is here!"





Chapter 1062: Arrival of the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”

"Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” is here!"

When the clear female voice rang out, the entire scene suddenly fell silent.

Everyone instinctively turned their gaze towards the entrance, their eyes fixed on the approaching figure.

Soon, in the gaze of the crowd, a woman dressed in a red martial outfit, carrying a green-hilted longsword, walked in with a leisurely and graceful stride.

The woman had silver short hair and a stunning appearance that could topple nations.

She was breathtakingly beautiful!

Every move and gesture she made carried a sense of nobility, valor, and an imposing presence.

Especially her eyes, proud, indifferent, and disdainful of everything.

She looked like a goddess looking down on all living beings.

The person who had arrived was none other than the most powerful female War Goddess in the Dragonmarsh—Scarlet Spanner!

Boom!

After a brief silence, the entire scene erupted into commotion.

"Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”! It's really Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”!"

"My goodness! I never expected even the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” to come here. Today is truly an eye-opener!"

"It's said that Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” is a beauty beyond compare, absolutely stunning. Seeing her in person, it's clear that her reputation is well-deserved!"

"So beautiful! So majestic! Truly the most powerful female War Goddess in our Dragonmarsh!"

"..."

As they looked at the approaching Scarlet Spanner, everyone was both shocked and excited.

They had never dreamed that they would be able to see the famous Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” in person here.

She was a prominent figure at the pinnacle of the Dragonmarsh!

The goddess in the hearts of billions!

A truly unstoppable presence!

She was also the idol and pride of almost all women!

In the past, they could only catch glimpses of the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War"'s glory on television.

But now, they could see her with their own eyes, which was a tremendous honor!

At this moment, no one dared to act recklessly; they all stood quietly in their places.

While filled with awe and tension, most people were also filled with curiosity.

After all, the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”, a figure of this caliber, rarely made public appearances. Most of the time, she stayed at the border.

How could she suddenly appear here?

Who had the prestige and influence to invite the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”?

"Great! Even the War Goddess has arrived! Now my son finally has hope!"

After the shock, Jacob Harmon was ecstatic, as if he had seen a savior.

"I didn't expect Dylan to be so important that he could invite the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” in person. Our Harmon family is truly blessed!"

"Dylan is indeed the most outstanding person in our clan. Even the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” values him so highly. In the future, he will definitely rise to great heights!"

"Our Harmon family has produced a dragon!"

Trent, leading the Harmon family members, cheered and were extremely excited.

It was as if they had already seen the ladder to the sky, and as long as they climbed it, they could directly step into the heavenly throne!

"Kid! The Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” is here, and now you're finished!"

Trent's gaze shifted to Dustin, and he sneered repeatedly, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Hmph! In front of the War Goddess, even if you're a Martial Arts Grandmaster, you're still just waiting to die!"

Kate Harmon crossed her arms, looking cold and proud.

"Kid! You had a chance earlier, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Now, it's too late for regrets!"

Jacob Harmon was invigorated, his spirits high.

"Haha!... Dustin, oh Dustin, even though you're the leader of the Kirin Gang, and even a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it doesn't matter now that the War Goddess is here. Even if you have the ability to reach the heavens, you're still facing certain death! Want to kill me? Try again in your next life!"

Dylan Harmon laughed maniacally and was utterly arrogant.

Just moments ago, he had been in despair, but with the arrival of Scarlet Spanner, he was suddenly filled with hope and had regained his confidence.

Dustin was indeed very powerful, and his reputation as a Young Martial Arts Master was awe-inspiring.

However, in front of Scarlet Spanner, all of that was not worth mentioning.

As the most powerful female War Goddess in the Dragonmarsh, Scarlet Spanner was not only skilled in leading troops into battle but also had terrifying personal strength.

Looking at the entire Dragonmarsh, among her peers, she was unparalleled.

It was rumored that Scarlet Spanner had become a Martial Arts Grandmaster at the age of eighteen.

After many years of battle and countless trials, she had taken the heads of over five Martial Arts Masters. Now, she was even more unbelievably powerful!

Such a peerless existence, who in the world could stop her?





Chapter 1063: Settling the Score

"This guy is finished! Stirring up the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” will cost him his life, even a hundred lives wouldn't be enough!"

"All I can say is that this person is extremely unlucky. He just happened to run into his nemesis, with no place to escape."

"To be able to die at the hands of the “Goddess of War” is something to be proud of."

...

Many people's eyes were focused on Dustin.

Among them were pity, sympathy, lamentation, and even a hint of schadenfreude.

Scarlet Spanner was the commander of the Dark Panther Cavalry, and Dylan Harmon was a senior officer in the same unit.

They instinctively thought that Scarlet Spanner had come to rescue Dylan Harmon.

As for Dustin, although he was very powerful, he was far from being able to compete with Scarlet Spanner.

This was an undeniable fact, and there was no reason or argument to be made.

Because she was Scarlet Spanner, an invincible legend!

"Madam! Why did you come?" Wesley Whitman was the first to greet her, a mix of joy and confusion in his expression.

Wasn't she supposed to be dealing with the situation in Stonia?

Why did she come here?

"General, what's going on here?" Scarlet asked coldly.

"Madam General, I was invited to a banquet today, but I didn't expect someone to cause trouble halfway, even using force to hold me hostage. Fortunately, you arrived in time, or the consequences would have been unimaginable!" Wesley said respectfully.

"Oh? Who held you hostage?" Scarlet's expression remained unchanged.

"It's him!" Wesley pointed at Dustin, looking somewhat indignant.

"Hmm?" Scarlet turned her gaze towards him, her brows furrowing slightly.

In her proud eyes, there was a hint of surprise.

She had just arrived in Millsburg and had originally intended to go directly to find Dustin. When she heard the report that there was a disturbance here, she had come over on a whim.

She hadn't expected to encounter Dustin so coincidentally.

Was this fate?

"Madam General! It was this man who held me hostage, and he even intended to commit violence in public!" Wesley continued to complain.

"Madam General! Save me! Please save me!" Dylan Harmon struggled free and crawled to Scarlet's feet, sobbing and pleading, "I'm a senior officer of the Dark Panther Cavalry, and I'm also your subordinate."

"This guy bullies people with a bit of power, acts arrogantly and oppressively, not only bullying the innocent but also saying that he wants to kill me. It's outrageous!"

After speaking, he banged his head on the ground several times, and his crying and tearful appearance made it seem like he was telling the truth.

"Why did he want to kill you?" Scarlet Spanner asked coldly.

"Ah?" Dylan Harmon was taken aback for a moment and didn't react.

At this time, wasn't she supposed to be defending him(Dylan)?

Why was she suddenly asking this question?

"I'll speak for him..." Dustin spoke directly, "He hired an assassin to kill people, harmed the innocent, and became an accomplice. He has crossed the line, so I want him to pay with his life."

"Nonsense!" Dylan Harmon's face changed slightly, and he said angrily, "I didn't do anything. You're making up a story!".

"So, you're saying you didn't do anything wrong?" Scarlet Spanner's expression grew colder.

"Yes, madam! Please, don't listen to his crap!"

Dylan began to defend himself, "I am a member of the Dark Panther Cavalry and have always followed our code and ethics. How could I do something so outrageous?"

"Furthermore, I am your subordinate. I can vouch with my life that I have not violated the law!"

"If I have lied even a little bit, I swear to die right away!"

"Madam! Are you willing to believe a stranger like him rather than me?"

"If you really don't believe me, then let me die with a clear conscience!"

His words were passionate and heroic, showing a great deal of sadness.

His excellent acting skills almost moved himself to tears.

Haha, I'm acting so well, I can easily manipulate you, Dylan thought.

"To die with a clear conscience, is that so?" Scarlet Spanner said coldly, "Alright, then I'll fulfill your wish."

Without any hesitation, Scarlet Spanner drew her longsword and beheaded Dylan Harmon with a single stroke.






Chapter 1064: The Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”'s Decision

*Thud!*

Dylan Harmon's head suddenly dropped like a ball, rolling on the ground for a couple of rounds.

His eyes stared wide, like bronze bells, his face filled with disbelief.

He hadn't expected to be killed, and he certainly didn't anticipate that Scarlet Spanner would be the one to do it.

What was supposed to be his savior had become his disaster.

"Ah?"

This sudden turn of events left everyone in shock.

Their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

What just happened?

As the commander of the Dark Panther Cavalry, wasn't the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War” supposed to stand up for Dylan Harmon? Why did she kill him instead?

Wasn't this a mistake?

"Dead... he's dead?"

The Harmon family members widened their eyes, their minds frozen.

"Why did this happen? Why did the Scarlet kill Dylan?"

Kate wore a shocked expression, struggling to believe it.

"No... it can't be..."

Jacob Harmon stood there like he'd been struck by lightning, unable to accept what had just happened.

He even began to doubt his own eyes, thinking he must have seen something wrong. How could something so absurd occur?

At this moment, no one remained calm.

The unexpected scene had left them all baffled.

When they saw Scarlet, they had initially assumed that Dustin was about to face disaster.

Who would have thought that the first victim would be Dylan?

Moreover, throughout the process, Scarlet Spanner had acted without reason or excuse, not even hesitating for a moment.

She had simply beheaded him as if she were slaughtering a chicken or a dog, with swift and decisive efficiency.

But this bewildering act left people questioning.

Was she executing him merely because he mentioned he'd "die with a clear conscience"?

That was way too absurd, wasn't it?

"What are you doing, Madam?" Wesley Whitman, who stood nearby, also found himself trembling, his entire body shivering.

Dylan Harmon's severed head happened to roll to his feet.

The sight of Dylan Harmon's unavenged death sent shivers down his spine.

"Of course, I'm cleaning house. What else?" Scarlet Spanner wiped her sword clean with a piece of cloth, the bloodstains making a "swish" sound as they were wiped away.

"Cleaning house?" Wesley Whitman's mouth twitched as he tentatively said, "Madam, did you misunderstand something? Dylan Harmon was an officer of our Dark Panther Cavalry. He was known for his honesty and competence. It seems like he didn't do anything wrong. Is it appropriate to kill him like this?"

When someone is killed, there should be a reason, right?

You can't just raise your sword and kill someone without any explanation. It's too arbitrary.

"How so? Didn't you hear him just now? This man hired an assassin, committed acts of violence, and harmed the innocent. Shouldn't he die?" Scarlet Spanner said indifferently.

"But these are just his one-sided words, not enough to prove his guilt," Wesley Whitman insisted.

"I believe him, and that's enough," Scarlet Spanner said plainly.

"Ah?"

Wesley Whitman was momentarily stunned and didn't react.

Was this an explanation?

Wasn't it too hasty?

"Wesley Whitman, as a general, for not disciplining your subordinates well and allowing him to commit acts of violence, you have a negligence and dereliction of duty. When you return to duty, your rank will be demoted by one level, and you will spend three months in solitary reflection."

"Madam, I..."

Wesley Whitman was taken aback, attempting to explain himself but was interrupted by Scarlet, "Don't say any more. If you keep talking, I'll assign you for kitchen duties."

Wesley Whitman instantly fell silent, not daring to speak further.

He looked like he had lost his parents, his face full of sorrow.

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have spoken up for Dylan Harmon.

Now, not only had he gained no advantage, but he had also been demoted by one rank.

Who could he complain to now?







Chapter 1065: A Baffling Turn of Events

"Arrest all those involved in today's disturbance and conduct a thorough investigation," Scarlet Spanner commanded, ordering the members of the Harmon family to be bound one by one.

This action left people bewildered once again.

What was going on?

Wasn't the one causing the disturbance Dustin and the Kirin Gang? Why were the members of the Harmon family being arrested?

The assailant wasn't apprehended, but the victims were.

What was happening here?

"Madam, we're innocent! We're innocent!" After a brief moment of confusion, the Harmon family immediately began to plead, their voices filled with desperation.

"Madam, we didn't do anything wrong. Why are you arresting us?" Kate Harmon was both shocked and fearful, quickly questioning.

"Yes, Madam! We're all innocent. If you want to arrest someone, it should be that guy, Dustin!" The members of the Harmon family all began to plead, appearing panicked.

They were all in shock, as they hadn't done anything wrong, yet they were about to be arrested for no apparent reason.

"If you're innocent, I will investigate each of you, and there will be a conclusion afterward. Take them all away," Scarlet Spanner said, uninterested in further discussion, and forcefully led them away.

Anyone who dared to incur her wrath would likely face consequences as well.

"Innocent! We're innocent!" Amidst a chorus of wailing, the members of the Harmon family were all taken away.

The members of the Grant family, the Hill family, and all the other guests present could only watch in silence, none of them daring to speak up for fear of being arrested alongside them.

Given Scarlet Spanner's display of dominance, anyone who dared to speak out would probably be sent away with them and share the same fate.

As for the ultimate fate of the Harmon family, they could only leave it to destiny.

"Those unrelated, leave now!" Scarlet Spanner scanned the surroundings and spoke again.

"Hurry, let's go!" The crowd didn't dare to hesitate and immediately dispersed.

No one dared to look back, not even to retrieve their lost shoes.

"This guy is really lucky. He escaped another disaster!" In the crowd, Summer Hill glared at Dustin with resentment and a face full of unwillingness.

"There will be a chance. Someday, I will avenge your father," Summer Hill patted his nephew's shoulder, then led the martial artists to leave.

He still had an ace up his sleeve, prepared to deal with Dustin.

However, Scarlet Spanner's appearance disrupted his plans, so he could only temporarily withdraw and plan for the future.

"Brother Logan!" As soon as everyone left, Scarlet Spanner immediately put away her cold demeanor.

She approached Dustin with a delighted expression, resembling an enthusiastic fangirl, and showed a youthful, cheerful side that contrasted with her usual cold and resolute demeanor.

Of course, her tenderness was always reserved for Dustin alone.

"Little sis, you're back so soon. Is everything in Stonia taken care of?" Dustin smiled slightly.

He habitually patted Scarlet Spanner's head, behaving very affectionately.

However, it was this gesture that left Wesley Whitman dumbfounded, staring in astonishment.

What was going on?

Was I seeing things?

Could there actually be someone in this world daring enough to pat the head of the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”?

Most importantly, not only did she not get angry, but she also seemed to be enjoying it.

Do you know that even the God of War Adam Spanner didn't receive this kind of treatment?

Who exactly was this guy in front of me?!!







Chapter 1066: The Mysterious Relationship

At this moment, Wesley Whitman was completely unsettled.

It was quite evident to him that Scarlet Spanner and Dustin had known each other for a while, and their relationship seemed to be more than just good. It was beyond his comprehension.

Scarlet had been known for her ruthless and cold-blooded nature, her ability to make tough decisions on the battlefield, and her reputation for being stern and unapproachable. She maintained an air of aloofness and rarely showed her emotions, whether to family, friends, or subordinates. However, now she not only smiled but smiled brilliantly, as if she were an entirely different person.

At this moment, Wesley Whitman couldn't help but wonder if his superior had been possessed by some spirit or under a spell.

Why else would she be smiling?

Or perhaps this guy in front of him had used some kind of magic to enchant her?

"Everything in Stonia has been taken care of, and we've killed a few scapegoats. It should quiet things down for a while," Scarlet Spanner replied truthfully.

"That's good," Dustin nodded with a smile. He then said, "You've just arrived in Millsburg. Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet," Scarlet Spanner shook her head.

"Come on, let me take you to grab something to eat. We can chat while we eat," Dustin suggested.

"Okay!"

...

Watching the two of them leave, Wesley Whitman's heart was in turmoil.

When had his superior become so gentle?

"Georgia!" Wesley couldn't help but be curious and grabbed Scarlet's female deputy.

"What is it?" Georgia furrowed her brows slightly.

"That guy from earlier, who is he? Why is he so close to the boss?" Wesley Whitman tentatively asked.

"Why do you care so much? Some questions are better left unanswered," Georgia rolled her eyes and walked away.

"Bridget?" Wesley turned to another female deputy.

Bridget was even more straightforward. She snorted and walked away without a word.

She was playing the "ice queen" role to the hilt.

Wesley Whitman swallowed hard, feeling even more uneasy.

Could it be that he had offended some big shot?

...

Inside the mansion of the Grant family:

"What? The entire Harmon family has been arrested?" Upon hearing the report from his confidant, Tyler Grant was somewhat surprised. "What's going on? Wasn't today the day the Harmon family was supposed to rise to power? Why would they be arrested for no reason?"

"I don't know the details yet, but it's said that the order came directly from the Scarlet Warrior “Goddess of War”," the confidant reported.

"Scarlet Spanner? How did she end up here?" Tyler Grant furrowed his brows slightly.

In the entire Dragonmarsh, there weren't many people who could make him wary, and Scarlet Spanner happened to be one of them.

He had to admit that the woman was his superior in various aspects.

"Scarlet came here this time with minimal equipment. It doesn't seem like she's here for official business. It's very likely that the Harmon family inadvertently offended her," the confidant said.

"A bunch of idiots!" Tyler snorted disdainfully. "Out of all the people to offend, they choose to offend that woman. Truly foolish!"

"Young Master, should we use our connections to try and get the Harmons released?" the confidant asked tentatively.

"There's no need to get involved in that woman's mess just for these useless pawns. Let them fend for themselves," Tyler coldly replied.

After all, the members of the Harmon family had always been nothing more than pawns to him.

Since the pawns were no longer useful, they could be discarded.

"Young Master, if we lose our puppets, how will we deal with the treasure map situation?" the confidant inquired.






Chapter 1067: Good News and Bad News

During lunchtime, Dustin and Scarlet Spanner found a window-side table at the Rose Restaurant. They sat down to eat and chat.

"Logan, do you want me to kill those who have offended you?" Out of the blue, Scarlet Spanner asked with a serious tone while eating.

Dustin couldn't help but laugh at her question. "They don't deserve to die. Just detain them for a few days and let them suffer a bit."

While Dylan deserved to die for crossing certain lines, the other members of the Harmon family, though guilty, didn't warrant such a severe punishment. Moreover, Dustin had to consider the feelings of Natasha. These people were, after all, her relatives.

"Alright, I'll spare their lives then," Scarlet Spanner nodded.

To her, if killing a few people could make Dustin happy, it was a small price to pay.

"Logan, I remember your birthday is in a few days, right?" Scarlet Spanner suddenly brought up.

"Yeah, I almost forgot about it if you hadn't mentioned it," Dustin realized. He didn't really care about birthdays. In previous years, he would just have a meal, maybe some drinks, and occasionally get a birthday cake, nothing extravagant.

"Logan, how do you plan to celebrate your birthday this time?" Scarlet Spanner was curious.

"Most likely just a meal and a birthday cake, as usual," Dustin replied indifferently.

"Is that it? No way!" Scarlet Spanner objected. "Your birthday has to be grand. This time, I want to throw a big birthday party for you!"

"You don't need to go to such trouble. I prefer to keep it low-key," Dustin declined.

"No trouble at all. In the past, you always had lively celebrations for your birthday, and this time should be no different," Scarlet Spanner insisted.

"Past is past, and now is now. There's no need for anything extravagant," Dustin shook his head. "My dear, I appreciate your kind intentions, but let's skip the big birthday party."

"Alright, if you insist," Scarlet Spanner agreed, not wanting to push him too hard. "But I'll invite some friends over to celebrate with you. Is that okay?"

"That's fine," Dustin smiled and nodded.

"Great, it's settled then," Scarlet beamed with joy.

They continued to enjoy their meal and conversation, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

However, during their lunch, Dustin received a call from Samuel Franklin, who had both good and bad news to share.

"Mr Rhys, I have both good news and bad news. Which one would you like to hear first?" Samuel Franklin inquired.

"Start with the bad news," Dustin replied.

"The bad news is that someone posted a bounty on you yesterday, and the reward is as high as 10 billion," Samuel Franklin revealed.

"Who is it?" Dustin raised an eyebrow.

The last time there was a bounty on him, it was from Edwin Hummer. It was only after Dustin killed Edwin Hummer that the bounty was lifted.

"Mr Rhys, you know our rules. I can't disclose the identity of the employer. I can only assure you that my people won't take action," Samuel Franklin quickly distanced himself from any involvement.

"Alright, tell me the good news," Dustin changed the subject.

"The good news is that we've located the Cherusia that you've been searching for!"





Chapter 1068: Seeking an Audience

"Cherusia?"

As soon as he heard this, Dustin instantly became alert and raised his tone. "Where is it?"

He had been eagerly looking for this particular spiritual herb. With it, he could refine the Longevitium.

"To be honest, this item is in the possession of the Murray Family," Samuel Franklin explained. "Tomorrow is Gen Christopher Murray's birthday, and someone has gifted him the Cherusia as a birthday present. Whether you can obtain it or not depends on your abilities, Mr Rhys."

"Alright, if the information is accurate, I will pay the corresponding reward," Dustin said with excitement.

As long as he could find the Cherusia, he was willing to pay any price for it.

"No need for a reward. According to our previous agreement, you owe me a favor. When I encounter trouble, I hope Mr Rhys can help me," Samuel smiled.

"As long as it doesn't violate my principles, it's a deal," Dustin readily agreed.

"Hehe, Mr Rhys,good luck then."

After a brief conversation, the call ended.

"My dear, I have some matters to attend to. Please return to your accomodation, and I'll visit you some other day," Dustin said as he got up to leave.

"Logan, is there trouble? Do you want me to help?" Scarlet Spanner was curious.

"No need. I can handle it myself. Go back to your hotel, and rest up," Dustin replied.

He gently patted Scarlet Spanner's head before waving his hand and taking his leave.

After leaving the Rose Restaurant, Dustin first prepared an expensive gift and then headed straight to the Murray Family's residence.

Gen Christopher Murray was an old general who had once fought on the battlefield. Although he had retired, his status in the military was as high as Grandmaster Paul Hill's reputation in the martial world. Both were influential figures with disciples and followers all over the place.

Ten years ago, they (Dustin and General Christopher) had some interactions, and their relationship was quite good. Dustin had always wanted to pay a visit as a junior, and now was the perfect opportunity.

He wanted to wish him a happy birthday and, more importantly, inquire about the Cherusia.

Although it might seem impolite to barge in like this, Dustin didn't have the luxury of time. The Cherusia was too important to him, and he would do whatever it took to acquire it.

Half an hour later, Dustin arrived at Murrays' residence.

The residence was surrounded by high walls and had a solemn and dignified atmosphere. In front of the main entrance were two vermilion-painted doors, and on either side stood two imposing stone lions.

Soldiers in full armor formed two rows on either side of the entrance, all with upright postures and sharp gazes.

"Could you please announce my visit? I would like to see General Murray," Dustin said to the leading soldier as he approached.

"Do you have an invitation?" the soldier asked in return.

"I came in a hurry and didn't bring an invitation," Dustin replied.

"If you don't have an invitation, I'm sorry, but I can't let you in," the soldier stated.

"Could you make an exception?" Dustin insisted.

"This is our rule. Visitors must submit an invitation to verify their identity and wait for approval before meeting with the general," the soldier explained.

"Is there any flexibility in this matter?" Dustin pressed.

"It's a rule. Visitors must first submit an invitation, stating their identity, and then wait for verification before they can meet with the general," the soldier replied, unyielding.

"The head of the general is a prestigious one, and numerous people come here daily. If everyone could meet with him, it would be too overwhelming," the soldier added.

"I understand," Dustin said, realizing he couldn't persuade the soldier.

At that moment, several black cars suddenly stopped in front of the gate.

The car doors opened, and Shiela Murray, followed by several young men and women, got out. Among them were Chase Johnson and Vivian.

"Dustin, you're here?" Shiela Murray ran over joyfully, her face full of surprise.





Chapter 1069: The Horse Race

"Oh, I'm here to visit General Murray," Dustin replied with a faint smile.

"Hmph! What a joke!" Vivian curled her lips with a disdainful look.

Ever since the band-aid incident, she had been holding a grudge against Dustin. But she had to admit that he indeed had some abilities.

On that day, when she was hospitalized with a gunshot wound, she had just discovered that she had lung cancer. Fortunately, it was detected in time, and under the influence of a generous compensation, her condition was stabilized.

"Grandpa has gone out for a bit and won't be back for a while. Why don't you come in, have some tea, and sit down? I have a few questions I'd like to consult with you," Shiela Murray said without giving Dustin a chance to decline. She grabbed his arm and led him toward the entrance of the general's residence.

"Shiela, didn't we agree to go practice horse riding at the racetrack?" Vivian reminded.

"Oh, right! I got a little too excited just now and almost forgot," Shiela replied.

She looked at Dustin and tentatively asked, "Dustin, how about we go to our family's racetrack? When my grandpa comes back, I bring you to him. What do you think?"

"No problem," Dustin agreed with a smile. He wasn't disappointed by the change in plans.

"Great! Let's go to the racetrack!"

Shiela Murray smiled sweetly and then led the group, including Dustin, to the back of the general's residence.

"Chase, judging by the way Shiela looks at him, it seems she's quite interested in this guy. You should be cautious," Vivian whispered.

"Hmph! A martial artist without power or influence can never be worthy of Shiela," Chase Johnson replied with disdain. "Even if she has a favorable impression of him, the Murray Family would never agree to it. They are not in the same league. No matter how hard he tries, he can't fit into our circle."

"That's true," Vivian said, nodding in agreement.

Although Dustin had decent martial arts skills and some medical knowledge, it was still far from enough.

As the most favored granddaughter of General Murray, and as the future wife of someone important, there were three criteria that had to be met:

1. A distinguished family background.
2. Great potential.
3. Outstanding abilities.

Dustin, an unknown martial artist, clearly didn't meet these criteria.

The Murray Family's estate was quite extensive, encompassing the surrounding mountains and waters within a ten-mile radius, all under its jurisdiction.

After walking for about ten minutes, they arrived at a private racetrack located at the foot of the mountain behind the general's residence.

The racetrack was home to over a hundred horses, most of which were high-quality breeds. All members of the Murray Family could come here to train or participate in horse races. Some exceptional individuals even had their own valuable steeds.

Shiela Murray was very familiar with this place. She called over the person in charge of the racetrack and led everyone into the stables to pick out horses for riding.

The stables were spacious and well-kept, with each horse housed in a separate stall. Due to regular cleaning, the stables were exceptionally clean, and there was a faint aroma of smoked wood.

"Dustin, how about this horse?" Shiela Murray led Dustin to a white horse with a height of about 1.5 meters.

The white horse had a perfect physique, with a slender neck, graceful limbs, thin skin, fine hair, elegant posture, and light and graceful strides. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

"Not bad. It's indeed a fine horse," Dustin nodded appreciatively.

"Hehe, this horse is named Henry. It's my exclusive ride. Whenever I have time, I come here to see it," Shiela Murray introduced proudly. "Dustin, you must not underestimate Henry. It's a sweat-blood horse, and every time our family holds a horse race, it always wins the championship and has never lost."

As soon as she finished speaking, a discordant voice suddenly rang out at the entrance of the stables.

"Never lost? Hmph! Today, I'll make you lose for the first time!"






Chapter 1070: The Horse Race

"Hmm?"

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw a group of young men and women leisurely entering the area.

Leading the group was a woman dressed in a black vest and black riding boots. She had a beautiful appearance, a slim figure, and an arrogant demeanor that made her seem aloof.

As she walked in, she held the reins of a shiny black steed, which looked powerful and majestic.

"Morgan Murray?" Seeing the newcomer, Shiela Murray couldn't help but furrow her brows.

Morgan was the daughter of her eldest uncle and had a tendency to clash with her often. This had become even more pronounced since her father had become the head of the family, as she no longer felt the need to be considerate.

She frequently looked for trouble, making things difficult for Shiela Murray.

"Shiela, I heard you bragging just now, saying that Henry has never lost. I couldn't help but laugh," Morgan sneered. "In the past, you won those championships because everyone let you. Do you really think you're that great? Don't make me laugh!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Shiela's face darkened, clearly irritated.

"Nonsense?" Morgan continued to taunt. "If you don't believe me, then let's have a race. Let's see if your Henry is as good as you claim or if my Black Dragon is superior."

Shiela hesitated. While she would readily accept challenges involving money or other items, she needed to think carefully when her beloved steed was at stake.

Henry had been with her for six years, and she had come to regard it as a friend. She was naturally reluctant to part with it.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?" Morgan continued to provoke. "If you're too afraid, then don't brag in the future to avoid embarrassing yourself!"

"You…" Shiela was angered, gritting her teeth. "Fine! Let's race! I don't believe I'll lose to you!"

"It's a deal! I hope you won't regret it!" Morgan coldly smiled.

"What's going on here?" Just then, three more people entered the stables.

There was one man and two women.

The man had an imposing appearance, a tall figure, and bore a slight resemblance to Morgan.

The other two women were both incredibly beautiful, whether it was their appearance, figures, or temperament, they were outstanding.

"Hmm?" Dustin raised an eyebrow in surprise when he saw the newcomers.

He noticed that the two women who had entered were none other than Dahlia and Victoria Sterling!

As Dustin's gaze swept over, Dahlia's eyes met his. Their eyes locked for a moment, but neither of them spoke.

Dahlia furrowed her brows slightly, her expression somewhat peculiar. She hadn't expected to run into the insurance salesman again.

On the other hand, Victoria had yet to notice Dustin's presence. Her gaze remained fixated on the white horse, Henry, and she appeared to be filled with longing.

As an equestrian enthusiast, she couldn't help but covet such a top-quality steed.

"Brother, you're here?" Morgan smiled as she saw the man. "I just made a bet with Shiela on a horse race, with our precious steeds as the stakes. What do you think?"

"Oh? A horse race?" Garrett Murray's eyes lit up, and he chuckled. "Since you're all so interested, I'll be the referee."

"Sounds good!" Morgan readily agreed.

"Shiela, what do you think?" Garrett turned to Shiela.

"Garrett has always been fair, so it's fine," Shiela Murray nodded.

"Great! Get ready, everyone."

Garrett smiled and said, "Friendship first, competition second. Let's not ruin our relationships over this."
 
Chapter 1031: An Unexpected Intervention

Principal Smith quickly reminded Inspector Chang, "Wife?"

Inspector Chang took a closer look, and his eyes widened instantly. "How did you get injured like this?"

"It's all his... that man did it all!" Mrs. Chang trembled as she pointed at Dustin.

"It's you?" Inspector Chang's gaze turned cold as he looked at Dustin. "Did you assault my wife?"

"It was me," Dustin nodded, admitting it openly. "This shrew was bullying others, so I taught her a lesson."

"You're quite bold! How dare you teach my woman a lesson?" Inspector Chang's expression grew stern, and his eyes held an unfriendly glint. "Tell me, how do you intend to resolve this matter?"

In this region, everyone was expected to show him some respect. Anyone who dared to harm his wife must either have a powerful background or be extremely reckless. Without knowing Dustin's identity, he still tried to leave some room for negotiation and didn't immediately jump to conclusions.

"Have this shrew apologize to us, and I won't pursue today's events any further," Dustin replied calmly.

"What? An apology?" When this statement left his mouth, everyone present was astonished. Was this person out of his mind? He had just assaulted someone, and now he wanted an apology? What was even more astounding was that he made this demand in front of Inspector Chang, as if he was disregarding the inspector's presence.

"You rascal! Do you know what you're saying?" Before Inspector Chang could respond, Principal Smith, who couldn't hold back any longer, yelled, "This is Inspector Chang from the patrol room! He's equivalent to ten thousand people! How dare you act so insolently in front of Inspector Chang? It seems you're tired of living!"

Inspector Chang held a high rank in the patrol room and wielded tremendous influence. A single word from him could determine the fate of ordinary individuals.

"This scoundrel is extremely audacious! Quick, capture him! Subject him to the harshest interrogation!" Mrs. Chang ground her teeth, displaying a hateful expression that made Dustin want to tear her apart.

"Young man! How dare you be so audacious after assaulting someone? What makes you so confident?" Inspector Chang squinted his eyes, growing increasingly irritated.

"You requested a resolution, and I provided you with one. Are you still dissatisfied?" Dustin retorted.

"Hmph! Since you're so impudent, don't blame me for handling this matter impartially!" Inspector Chang waved his hand and shouted, "Come here! Arrest this man and put him behind bars!"

"Yes, sir!" Several patrol officers stepped forward, ready to arrest him, pulling out their handcuffs.

"Wait!" At this moment, Natasha, who had been observing the situation coldly, suddenly stepped forward.

Her exquisite appearance and impeccable demeanor instantly captured everyone's attention.

"Natasha... Miss Natasha Harmon?" Inspector Chang's pupils contracted, an inexplicable unease settling in.

Why was the daughter of the Harmon Family here?

"Inspector Chang, I witnessed the entire incident clearly. It was your wife who initiated the physical altercation. If anyone should be arrested, it should be her!" Natasha stated icily.

"Ridiculous! Where did this woman come from? How dare she point fingers at Inspector Chang?" Principal Smith glared at her and threatened, "I advise you to stay out of this, or I'll have you arrested as well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Inspector Chang slapped Principal Smith hard across the face and scolded him, "What's wrong with you? Why did you say that? Apologize to Miss Natasha Harmon immediately!"


Chapter 1032: A Battle of Words and Influence

"Ah?" Principal Smith was stunned, his face still burning from the slap, and he felt a bit bewildered. He had defended Mrs. Chang, but now he was being slapped.

"What are you standing there for? Apologize!" Inspector Chang slapped him once more with his backhand.

The Harmons are intimidating, and the little kindergarten principal is a better scapegoat.

"Yes, I apologize..." Principal Smith muttered with a dejected look.

Though he didn't understand the situation, it was evident that this woman had significant influence. Otherwise, Inspector Chang wouldn't react so strongly.

"Miss Natasha Harmon, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't see you earlier," Inspector Chang said with a smile on his face, feeling the need to salvage the situation. "May I ask what brings you here?"

"This is my husband, and this is my goddaughter," Natasha replied without hesitation. "Your wife assaulted my goddaughter, and in self-defense, my husband intervened. I believe this can be classified as self-defense, don't you agree?"

"What?" Inspector Chang was taken aback for a moment but soon nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes, it was self-defense! I was hasty earlier and almost misunderstood a good Samaritan. It's all my wife's fault, and I apologize to everyone on her behalf. From now on, I'll make sure to discipline her properly."

"Discipline?" Dustin interjected, "What we want is that the person who committed the mistake should apologize."

"This gentleman is suggesting that the one at fault should apologize?" Inspector Chang said with a strained smile.

Dustin then made it clear, "We don’t need your apology, Mr Inspector. Your wife should apologize herself."

"What this gentleman is saying is that the person who made the mistake should offer a personal apology," Inspector Chang reiterated.

Mrs. Chang, however, was uncooperative. She pushed Inspector Chang away, pointed at him, and berated, "You coward! When your wife and child were being bullied, you didn't step in to help. Now you want me to apologize? What kind of man are you?"

"Shut up!" Inspector Chang scolded her, his patience wearing thin. "This is Miss Natasha Harmon's daughter! Watch your words!"

"What if she's Miss Natasha Harmon's daughter? I'm not afraid!" Mrs. Chang retorted fiercely. "Even when the Harmon Family was at its peak, I wouldn't be afraid! Don't forget, my younger brother holds a high position in Stonia. What's a mere Harmon Family to us?"

"You, you... can you be more cautious with your words?" Inspector Chang was growing increasingly anxious and kept signaling her.

In reality, her brother-in-law was working a part-time government job in Stonia, but he was essentially a well-off kid living off his family's wealth. He had no real power, only relying on connections and money. Once he lost those, he'd be helpless.

Ultimately, people had to possess genuine abilities to make it in the world. Relying solely on looks to get by wouldn't last long.

"I'll say it if I want to!" Mrs. Chang placed her hands on her hips, appearing utterly defiant. "You're too timid to defend us, so I'll contact my brother to teach these narrow-minded people a lesson in person!"

"That's enough! Don't blow this out of proportion!" Inspector Chang had a headache.

"If it becomes a big deal, so be it! Who's afraid of whom?" Mrs. Chang disregarded him and immediately dialed for help on her phone. Afterward, she taunted, "If you're not a coward, don't run away. Cowards are bastards!"

"Alright, I'll wait for you. Let's see who you can call." Natasha responded with a stern expression. In all of Millsburg, there weren't many people with higher authority than her grandfather.


Chapter 1033: A Chance Encounter

Inside a fancy Western restaurant, several elegantly dressed young men and women were enjoying their evening together, sipping on drinks and engaging in lively conversation.

"Sister Dahlia, you're really lucky. Becoming Lord Eugene Montgomery's goddaughter is a remarkable achievement!" exclaimed a cheerful woman dressed in red, her enthusiasm shining through.

Meet Victoria Sterling, the legitimate daughter of the Sterling family, one of the most affluent clans in Stonia!

"I heard Lord Eugene Montgomery has been away at war for years and has no heirs. The fact that he chose you as his goddaughter proves your exceptional qualities, both in terms of ability and integrity," chimed in a man with slicked-back hair and a rosy complexion. This charismatic figure was none other than Aiden Mitchell, Victoria Sterling's boyfriend.

"Sister Dahlia, can you tell us how you and Lord Eugene Montgomery crossed paths?" Victoria Sterling couldn't contain her curiosity.

After all, Lord Eugene Montgomery had always lived in seclusion, maintained an aloof demeanor, and never formed any close associations. His sudden appearance in the Millsburg and his decision to take on a goddaughter had sent shockwaves throughout Stonia's elite circles.

"It's actually quite a simple story," Dahlia began, taking a sip of her red wine. "Five days ago, I stumbled upon a car accident right outside my house. The driver was critically injured, and I rushed him to the hospital. To my surprise, that person turned out to be Lord Eugene Montgomery."

"Huh? That's it?" Victoria Sterling looked momentarily puzzled, expecting a more dramatic tale.

She had anticipated a hidden secret, but it seemed that Dahlia's relationship with Lord Eugene Montgomery was based solely on a chance act of kindness.

"And if not?" Dahlia shrugged nonchalantly. To her, saving a life was merely an accident, and her newfound status as a goddaughter was due to various factors.

"But why would Lord Eugene Montgomery, known for his courage, end up in a car accident?" Victoria Sterling murmured, sensing something amiss.

"Miss Victoria, you invited me here to discuss business, didn't you?" Dahlia asked pointedly. "Why veer into personal matters?"

Victoria Sterling quickly recovered, offering a forced smile as she shot a knowing glance at Aiden Mitchell.

He immediately grasped her cue and presented a document with both hands. "Miss Dahlia, this is our proposed cooperation plan. Please take a look."

"Two billion?" Dahlia raised her eyebrows in surprise as she examined the document. "Miss Victoria, you're incredibly generous. This deal practically hands me money on a silver platter."

"It's just two billion, nothing more. As long as you're happy, consider us friends," Victoria Sterling replied with a warm smile.

For a wealthy family like hers, two billion was a drop in the bucket. But using this investment to establish a connection with Lord Eugene Montgomery could yield colossal returns.

"Alright, since Miss Victoria is so sincere, I look forward to a fruitful partnership," Dahlia said, reaching out her hand.

"Here's to a successful collaboration!" Victoria Sterling enthusiastically shook her hand, sealing the deal.

Suddenly, a cellphone rang, interrupting their conversation.

Aiden Mitchell's face darkened as he answered the call. "What? An altercation at the kindergarten? Alright, I'm on my way. Sis, just wait. I'll handle this for you today!"

Victoria Sterling, still puzzled, inquired, "What's gotten into you? Why the sudden rush?"

" Victoria, some local troublemakers got into a brawl with my sister at her kindergarten. I have to go check it out," Aiden Mitchell explained.

"Go ahead, but don't be too long," Victoria Sterling waved dismissively. Dealing with a small-time local thug was child's play for someone like him.


Chapter 1034: An Unexpected Turn of Events

Half an hour passed by as Victoria Sterling and Dahlia continued their conversation. However, their pleasant evening was disrupted by an unexpected phone call.

Victoria hastily answered the call and rushed back with a trembling voice, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-

"What? You got beaten up too?"

Victoria Sterling's brow furrowed. "What happened? Didn't I send two bodyguards with you?"

Her bodyguards were carefully selected, and they should have easily handled even a local troublemaker.

"These two were utterly useless. They were beaten down as soon as the fight started. I didn't stand a chance either," Aiden Mitchell complained, sounding quite aggrieved.

"Did you mention the Sterling family's name?" Victoria Sterling asked.

"Of course I did, but this guy just kept on beating me!" Aiden Mitchell replied, still shaken.

"What? He showed no respect for the Sterling family?" Victoria Sterling's eyebrows shot up in anger. "How dare he defy us for the sake of a mere local thug? Just wait, I'm heading there right now!"

"Alright, hurry, I'll try to hold him off," Aiden Mitchell agreed.

"..."

"Miss Victoria, it seems you're facing some trouble. Would you like my assistance?" Dahlia offered unexpectedly.

"It's a minor issue, not worth bothering with. But if you're interested, Sister Dahlia, you can accompany me to deal with it," Victoria Sterling suggested with a smile.

"Sure, I have some free time anyway. Let's go together, Miss Victoria," Dahlia agreed with a nod.

After all, they had just struck a deal for two billion, so a little understanding and flexibility wouldn't hurt.

Leaving the restaurant, they summoned a few bodyguards and headed straight to Golden Apple Kindergarten.

Meanwhile, inside Golden Apple Kindergarten:

Aiden Mitchell, his nose bruised and face swollen, huddled in a corner with Mrs. Chang, trembling with fear.

Initially, when he had arrived, Aiden Mitchell had flaunted his newfound power, acting like a boss and pulling rank as though he were invincible.

However, after only a few slaps, the illusion of his superiority had crumbled.

A proud man had been reduced to tears, beaten and broken.

"Kid! Don't you dare run away! My backer is on the way, and you'll be in for a world of hurt when they arrive!" Aiden Mitchell, although sobbing, was far from conceding defeat.

Ever since he'd become involved with the Sterling family's daughter, he had believed he was on top of the world and treated everyone with condescension.

Yet, the person before him had shown no regard for the Sterling family's influence and had slapped him without hesitation. It was an affront he couldn't bear!

"What? You've had enough? How many more slaps do you want?" Dustin raised his hand, and Aiden Mitchell cowered behind his sister, shouting inwardly, "Kid! You might be bold now, but you'll cry later!"

"That's right! I want to see you cry!" Mrs. Chang joined in.

"Everyone, let's calm down. In my opinion, we should just let this go and avoid escalating the situation," Inspector Chang attempted to mediate.

Though he favored his wife, he couldn't afford to offend the Harmon Family. Thus, he tried to reason with both sides.

"Shut up, you good-for-nothing!" Aiden Mitchell, finding an outlet for his anger, lashed out. "My sister and I got beaten up, and you, the so-called protector, stood idly by. You're nothing but a coward! I won't allow you to be my brother-in-law any longer. Tomorrow, you're divorcing my sister!"

"Divorce! I’ll divorce him tomorrow!" Mrs. Chang added, her indignation apparent.

Having such a spineless husband was an immense stroke of bad luck for her.

"You...you're being unreasonable!" Inspector Chang was starting to look bewildered.

It was one thing to be arrogant in everyday life, but Aiden Mitchell had utterly no sense of perspective.

Aside from San Jueding and a few shadow guards behind the scenes, who could resist the Harmon Family's influence in the area?

"Step aside! Make way!" While the commotion continued, several burly bodyguards suddenly entered the scene.


Chapter 1035: Clash of the Titans

As they moved through the crowd, the burly bodyguards forcefully cleared a path, creating a spacious area for Victoria Sterling's grand entrance.

Dressed like a princess, Victoria Sterling, with her stunning looks, opulent attire, and the air of aristocracy cultivated since childhood, unmistakably appeared to be of a noble lineage.

"Victoria! You're finally here!" Aiden Mitchell's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he rushed to greet her, tearfully saying, "Look at my face, it's been battered! You have to make a decision for me this time!"

"Hmm?" Victoria Sterling extended her hand and pinched Aiden Mitchell's chin, scanning the surroundings. Her face darkened swiftly. "Who did this to you?!"

Her criteria for her man were threefold: he had to be handsome, strong, and make her happy. Aiden Mitchell's once-handsome face, now marred by bruises, felt like a violation of her personal property, and she couldn't tolerate it.

"It was him!" Aiden Mitchell pointed at Dustin with venom in his voice. "He's the one who attacked me and even threatened to take you down!"

"Oh?" Victoria Sterling observed him and retorted sharply, "Anyone who dares to disrespect me? You must be quite audacious!"

"Where did you crawl out from?" Dustin looked at her with impatience. This felt like a never-ending game of whack-a-mole, with another challenger popping up after each defeat.

"What impudence!" Aiden Mitchell retorted, glaring. "Do you even know who she is? Let me enlighten you: she's the daughter of the Sterling family, one of Stonia's top elites!"

This revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd. "The Sterling family of Stonia? They're a wealthy and powerful family!"

"Why would someone from the Sterling family come to our small town?"

"This guy's in big trouble now! He's offended Miss Victoria. He's going to regret it!"

As people whispered among themselves, they were not only surprised by Victoria Sterling's identity but also felt a growing sense of sympathy for Dustin.

The elite from Stonia seemed to exist on a different plane altogether in Millsburg.

"Boy, are you trembling with fear yet? Are your legs shaking?" Aiden Mitchell taunted, puffing up his chest with pride.

With the backing of the Sterling family, he could certainly afford to be cocky.

"Humph! You were quite bold earlier. Why so quiet now? What a coward!" Mrs. Chang also gloated.

"You asked for this! This is what happens when you cross Mrs. Chang. Let's see how you suffer next!" Principal Smith sneered, his eyes gleaming with schadenfreude.

Those who dared to challenge the powerful should be prepared for the consequences. By provoking the elite, they were inviting their own destruction.

"The one who hit me must pay the price," Victoria Sterling declared with an icy and haughty demeanor. "I command you to cut off your own hands and then kneel before my boyfriend in apology. Only then will I consider sparing your life."

"Idiot!" Dustin retorted, not mincing words. "Who do you think you are? Daring to flaunt your power in front of me? Leave immediately, or I won't hesitate to teach you a lesson!"

"You... What did you say?" Victoria Sterling was taken aback, finding it hard to believe her ears.

Had she misheard him? Who dared to speak to her like this?

"Didn't you hear me clearly? Fine, I'll repeat it," Dustin took two steps forward, raised his voice, and enunciated each word, "Get out of here right now, or I'll give you a taste of my fists!"


Chapter 1036: The Power of Resolve

"Arrogant!"

"Presumptuous!"

Dustin's audacious words instantly ignited the anger of Aiden Mitchell and the others.

How dare he show such disrespect to the daughter of the Sterling family? He was clearly courting trouble!

"You... How dare you tell me to leave?"

After a moment of shock, Victoria Sterling became furious. "You lowlife! You're utterly impudent and reckless! Today, I'll teach you a lesson! Someone, get him!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, several bodyguards lunged at Dustin without hesitation.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In the blink of an eye, figures flashed, and the bodyguards who had rushed forward were sent flying one after another, crashing to the ground unconscious.

"Ah?"

The sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded.

It had all happened so quickly that they couldn't even comprehend it. From Victoria Sterling's order to the bodyguards' attack and subsequent incapacitation, it had taken no more than two or three seconds.

The entire battle had concluded before their eyes could even register what had transpired.

It was simply astonishing.

"How about it? Do you still wish to continue?" Dustin remained composed, showing no emotion, as if he hadn't moved at all.

"Who the hell are you, kid?!"

Aiden Mitchell involuntarily took a step back.

Damn, he had thought that Victoria Sterling's bodyguards would be formidable, but they had been defeated with ease.

What a waste!

"Indeed, with so many Sterling family bodyguards, they couldn't even handle this one untouchable?"

Mrs. Chang and Principal Smith exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with surprise.

Even Victoria Sterling herself appeared somewhat uneasy at this point.

Her personal bodyguards were all elite individuals who had undergone rigorous training.

Normally, they could take on ten opponents each, so why couldn't they handle even one untouchable now?

"Sir Dustin, perhaps it's best if we leave. There's no need to make a scene," Cecilia whispered, attempting to dissuade him.

She didn't want Dustin to create too many enemies on her behalf. Although the Kirin Gang was formidable, it was clear that the Sterling family held even greater power. Continuing to provoke them could lead to dire consequences.

"Leave? That's wishful thinking!" Victoria Sterling suddenly blocked the exit, her tone stern. "People who dare to fight me think they can just walk away? Today, I will teach you a lesson! Someone, apprehend him!"

"Understood!"

Several bodyguards moved forward once again to seize Dustin.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, figures darted around, and the bodyguards were sent flying one after another, landing heavily on the ground in a state of unconsciousness.

"What? You want more?" Dustin asked coldly.

"Humph! I know you have some skills, but so what? In this world, it's not personal strength that matters, but power and status!" Victoria Sterling raised her head proudly, her tone cold and arrogant. "Now, I'll give you another chance. Cut off your own hands and kneel to apologize to my boyfriend. Only then will I spare your life. Otherwise, disaster will befall you soon!"

The Sterling family had an abundance of skilled fighters, too numerous to count. Though the man before her possessed good martial arts, he was insignificant compared to true masters.

"Boy! Don't think that defeating a few bodyguards makes you impressive. It's easy to fight a few, but can you contend with hundreds or thousands of people? If you're wise, you'll surrender now. Otherwise, you'll soon regret it when the Sterling family takes revenge!" Aiden Mitchell shouted.

"It's ridiculous! A lowlife like you thinks you can challenge a prestigious family from Stonia?" Mrs. Chang and Principal Smith sneered.

No matter how strong an individual might be, compared to a wealthy family, they were as insignificant as an ant before a mountain.

"My patience is limited. If you don't leave now, don't blame me for taking action," Dustin warned, growing impatient.

"Do it?"

Victoria Sterling sneered. "Come on, then. Are you itching to touch me? Let's see if you have the guts!"

As soon as she uttered the word "guts," Dustin raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap to Victoria Sterling's face.

"Snap!"

The sound was crisp, and the force of the slap left Victoria Sterling feeling dizzy and struggling to maintain her balance. Fortunately, Aiden Mitchell caught her, preventing her from falling.

"You're really intolerable!"



Chapter 1037: The Arrival of an Unexpected Guest

Dustin wore an expression of discontent. He generally didn't pay much attention to women, but dealing with a shrew was a different story.

"Well..."

The sight of Victoria Sterling, who had been slapped, left everyone in shock and disbelief.

Was this guy insane?

Even if he had fought the Sterling family's bodyguards, how could he dare to strike the daughter of the Sterling family?

She was the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family!

One of the top elites in Stonia!

Striking such a prominent figure openly—was he trying to court disaster?

Or did this guy genuinely fear nothing?!

"How dare you hit me?"

Victoria Sterling covered her burning face, her eyes filled with disbelief. She had never been struck by anyone, let alone publicly slapped in the face. It was a tremendous humiliation.

"Hey! Why do you keep repeating the same thing? Can't you come up with something new?" Dustin couldn't help but remark.

"I... I'll fight you!" Victoria Sterling yelled, lunging toward Dustin with her teeth bared and claws out.

"Victoria! Calm down! Calm down!" Aiden Mitchell quickly intervened and held her back.

Rushing forward would only invite more trouble.

"That's enough!"

At that moment, a woman with delicate features, starry eyes, and a stunningly beautiful face walked in through the door.

This woman possessed both beauty and an impeccable figure. Her cool and refreshing aura was akin to a soothing breeze on a hot summer day, making people feel at ease.

"Dahlia?"

Upon seeing the woman, Dustin's pupils contracted, revealing a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected to encounter her here.

"What a small world!" Natasha, who was standing behind Dustin, couldn't help but scrunch up her nose and feel a bit disgruntled. She had initially crossed her arms, as if she were watching a spectacle. However, Dahlia's appearance prompted her to take things more seriously.

As her greatest romantic rival in this lifetime, she had to be cautious. It wouldn't be good if her love rival managed to steal her man.

"Dahlia, why are you here, sticking your nose into this mess?" Natasha stepped forward and stared intently at her romantic rival, her tone somewhat confrontational.

Two stunningly beautiful women, each with a different temperament but equally captivating, stood together, creating a breathtaking spectacle. Even the bystanders were momentarily stunned.

"Who are you? Do I know you?" Dahlia asked, her expression cold as she scanned Natasha from head to toe.

"Hey! Miss Dahlia is so noble and forgetful. It hasn't been that long since we last met, and you don't even remember who I am?" Natasha raised her eyebrows.

"Have we met before? I don't recall it," Dahlia replied, her brow furrowing slightly as her confusion deepened.

"Playing dumb, huh? You're really good at it. It seems you genuinely don't take me seriously!" Natasha's demeanor turned frosty, and she exuded an air of regality.

"Natasha..."

Dustin, who was behind her, tugged at Natasha's sleeve and whispered, "She has amnesia, and she can't remember many things."

"Amnesia?"

Natasha's beautiful eyes widened, displaying a hint of surprise. "Is that true?"

"It's absolutely true," Dustin affirmed, nodding solemnly. "Not only has she forgotten you, but she's also forgotten me. Most of her memories from the past three years are gone."

"What? She's forgotten you too? Haha... That's fantastic!" Natasha couldn't help but burst into laughter. However, when she saw Dustin's peculiar expression, she suppressed her amusement and pretended to sigh, saying, "Oh, it's truly pitiful. How did she lose her memory so thoroughly? Is it really true? Such a pity... such a pity... hehe..."


Chapter 1038: A Bewildering Encounter

"What are you two whispering about?" Dahlia's expression grew even more puzzled as she observed Natasha's erratic behavior.

Is this woman insane?

"It's nothing, really. I just mistook someone for another person. My apologies." Natasha forced a smile and offered an apology, choosing not to pursue the issue further.

What could she do?

Engaging in an argument with someone with amnesia was pointless, after all.

"Baffling," Dahlia muttered to herself with a furrowed brow.

Even though she didn't recognize the woman in front of her, something about her demeanor felt unsettling.

Dahlia gave her a sidelong glance before directing her attention towards Dustin. "Wait a minute... you look familiar. Have we met before?"

"Huh?"

Dahlia's statement caught Natasha off guard. She was supposed to have amnesia—how was she suddenly recalling things now?

Is she playing games with me?

"You remember me?" Dustin was equally surprised and perplexed.

"Oh, I remember now. You're the insurance salesman," Dahlia said after a moment of contemplation.

A while back, this man had tried to sell insurance at the hospital but had been unceremoniously ejected by her mother.

"Yes, I sell insurance," Dustin confirmed with a nonchalant nod.

It seemed that Dahlia had truly forgotten the events of the past, which was just as well.

They were strangers to each other, and it was better that way.

"Hmph! I thought he was some powerful individual, but it turns out he's just a handsome insurance salesman!"

"A bottom-tier commoner dares to challenge Miss Victoria? He's clearly seeking his own doom!"

"Even with a net worth in the hundreds of millions, I wouldn't dare raise my voice here. It's absurd for an insurance salesman to be so audacious!"

Once they learned of Dustin's identity, everyone resumed their chatter. Aiden Mitchell, Mrs. Chang, Principal Smith, and others regarded him with disdain and condescension, as if they were looking at a fool.

Their previous apprehension, thinking that Dustin might have influential connections, had been replaced by scorn upon discovering that he was nothing more than a pretentious insurance salesman.

"Sister Dahlia, are you familiar with this insurance salesman?" Victoria Sterling asked cautiously.

"I've only met him once, so I wouldn't say we're familiar," Dahlia replied with a shake of her head.

"That's good then." Victoria Sterling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, her gaze toward Dustin became even more malevolent.

If the two of them were acquainted, she would need to be cautious. But since they weren't, she no longer felt the need to hold back when seeking revenge.

"I'd like to offer some advice. Apologize to Miss Victoria immediately. There might still be room for resolution regarding today's events," Dahlia suggested.

"Apologize? She's not worth it." Dustin responded calmly.

"Hmm?" Dahlia's brow furrowed slightly. "I'm offering you friendly advice. Miss Victoria's family is powerful, and she's not someone you should mess with. Don't ruin your life over a petty dispute."

Stonia's wealthy families were insurmountable behemoths for ordinary individuals. Crossing a wealthy family's heir could lead to a miserable end.

"Thank you for the advice, but I'm not concerned," Dustin replied with a nonchalant shrug.

"Have I not made myself clear enough? Offending Miss Victoria will lead to your demise!" Dahlia said with a stern expression.

Why was this person so stubborn and ignorant?


Chapter 1039: A Defiant Stand

"You've made your point, and I've heard you loud and clear. However, all of you are mistaken about one thing. I'm not afraid of the Sterling family; in fact, the Sterling family should be afraid of me," Dustin stated stoically.

Laughter erupted among the onlookers.

"The Sterling family should be afraid of you? Hahaha... Did you take the wrong medication, kid? Do you even comprehend what you're saying?"

"An insurance salesman dares to utter such arrogant words! He truly doesn't know his place!"

"Ignorant! It seems like he doesn't understand the caliber of the opponent he's offended!"

The crowd shook their heads and pointed, making Dustin appear foolish.

"Stubborn," Dahlia murmured, shaking her head slightly. "I've given you a chance. Since you don't know how to appreciate it, I'll leave it at that."

Normally, she wouldn't have gotten involved at all, and she had no idea what had transpired today.

"I don't need you to give me a chance, and we have the upper hand now. We're in a hurry, and at worst, we'll die!" Natasha asserted forcefully.

In terms of looks, both sides were equally attractive, but when it came to presence, she had the upper hand.

"How audacious! Why are you speaking to Sister Dahlia like this? Do you even know who she is?" Victoria Sterling shouted indignantly.

As the goddaughter of Lord Eugene Montgomery, revealing her true identity would shake the world!

"Let's not interfere in this matter," Dahlia stated indifferently. She wasn't one to push herself into others' affairs or argue over trivial matters.

"It's better if you don't interfere; otherwise, you might get hurt," Natasha said with a slight smile. "Husband, let's ignore these people and go home for a meal."

With that, she took Dustin in one hand and held Haley in the other, strolling out of the kindergarten in a relaxed manner.

Even though Dahlia had lost her memory, it was best for both parties to minimize their interactions.

With today's advanced medical technology, what if her memories suddenly returned?

No, she needed to fast-track this process before Dahlia regained her memory!

If there was no other option, she might even resort to alcohol-induced memory loss!

"Damn it..."

Victoria Sterling gritted her teeth in frustration as she watched them leave.

She was currently too powerless to do anything. Her first step was to request reinforcements from her family before she could deal with that troublesome couple.

"Aiden Mitchell, where did that woman come from? How dare she be so arrogant?" She turned to ask.

"I heard her surname is Harmon. She seems to be from the Harmon Family and wields significant influence here," Aiden Mitchell promptly replied.

"The Harmon Family? Hmph! They're just local nouveau riche, lording over this small place. Compared to the wealthy families in Stonia, they're worlds apart!" Victoria Sterling sneered.

Stonia was the capital of the Balermo, a city where heroes congregated and stood above all else.

Even a second-tier power from Stonia could dominate the Millsburg, let alone a wealthy family like the Sterlings.

In her eyes, the Harmon Family was utterly insignificant.

"What's going on? Why do my emotions feel so turbulent?"

Watching Dustin and Natasha depart, Dahlia inexplicably experienced discomfort.

It was a sensation that defied explanation, as if something had been taken away.

Very strange.

"Sister Dahlia, what are you looking at? You don't want to help that person, do you?" Victoria Sterling inquired cautiously.

"I won't get involved in your affairs," Dahlia replied, shaking her head.

"I'm simply reminding you that there's no reason for such a small character to catch your attention."

Victoria Sterling smiled lightly and winked at Aiden Mitchell. "Hurry to Stonia and call for reinforcements. I can't let this slide today!"


Chapter 1040: Tragic Accident

On the drive back, Dustin was behind the wheel while Natasha sat in the passenger seat. In the back, Cecilia and Haley were seated.

"Haley, if anyone bullies you again in the future, remember to tell your godmother, and she will take care of them for you, okay?" Natasha spoke while using a wet tissue to wipe dirt from Haley's face.

"Yes, I understand," Haley responded seriously.

"Haley, starting tomorrow, your godfather will teach you martial arts, okay?" Dustin proposed earnestly. "If anyone dares to bully you, you can defend yourself; if you want to bully, you can also defend yourself!"

"What are you talking about?" Natasha chided. "Learning martial arts is difficult, and we don't want our baby to be exhausted. Besides, girls shouldn't be focused on fighting. Learning some piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting would be more suitable."

"Too many skills are unnecessary. Learning some basic self-defense would be beneficial," Dustin explained. "Starting martial arts training early is essential."

"To be honest, darling, you should focus on cultivating a wide range of skills, not just martial arts. After all, you're a girl, and you should be well-rounded," Natasha insisted.

Haley interjected, "I will listen to godmother."

"Okay, if that's what you prefer. When you're a bit older, your godmother will arrange things for you," Natasha assured, gently patting Haley's head.

Seeing their lighthearted conversation, Cecilia felt her eyes well up with tears. She had witnessed Dustin and Natasha's actions countless times before, and with such protective godparents, Haley's life would be bright and secure.

"Honey, since we're already out, would you like to eat something outside?" Natasha suggested, turning to Dustin. "Haley, what would you like to eat?"

"I want French fries and a burger, is that okay?" Haley asked with a tilted head.

"Of course, no problem. Godmother will treat you to as many as you want today!" Natasha responded with a slight smile.

"Great! I get to have French fries and a burger!" Haley cheered with excitement.

Dustin and Natasha shared a knowing glance, understanding the simple joy that children found in such treats.

Suddenly, Natasha's expression changed as she glanced to the side and shouted, "Honey, be careful!"

"Huh?" Dustin's eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head.

A large truck was suddenly running a red light, seemingly out of control, and heading straight toward them.

In the nick of time, Dustin swerved the car in an attempt to avoid a collision. However, the large truck accelerated rather than braking and crashed into the side of their vehicle.

"Boom!"

A deafening crash echoed through the air.

The car was sent tumbling, rolling multiple times before coming to a halt more than ten meters away.

A long skid mark was left on the road, and car debris was strewn everywhere.

The entire incident unfolded in a flash, leaving no time for reaction.

Instinctively, Dustin had used his body to shield Natasha at the last moment.

Even so, Natasha had suffered a blow to the head and various contusions from the impact and subsequent rolling. Her body was covered in scratches.

"Natasha, are you okay?" Dustin's expression shifted.

"I... I'm fine... Hurry, check on Haley!" Natasha shouted weakly.

"Haley?"

Dustin twisted to look at the back seat.

In the rear, Haley was already unconscious, hanging upside down with his head down and feet up. His right arm was twisted and broken, two ribs were fractured, blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, and he had numerous shards of glass embedded in his body. It was clear that he was severely injured.

However, Haley wasn't the only one in a bad state; Cecilia was also faring poorly.
 
Chapter 1041: Tragic Accident

She was covered in blood, with multiple fractures in her limbs, a violent impact on her abdomen had ruptured her amniotic sac, and fresh blood was oozing from her abdomen.

"Cecilia! Haley!"

Dustin called out twice, but neither of them responded; both were unconscious.

He didn't dare to hesitate. He quickly got out of the car and, with a loud clang, pulled open the deformed car door to retrieve Cecilia and Haley.

Both of them were severely injured, so Dustin could only use his silver needles to stop the bleeding, use his true qi for healing, and ensure their survival before anything else.

"Sir Dustin!"

At this moment, several Kirin Gang disciples rushed over anxiously.

They were bodyguards arranged by Dustin to protect Natasha, and they had been discreetly guarding her.

Seeing the car accident, they immediately got out of the car.

"Quick! Get them to the hospital!"

After stabilizing the situation, Dustin quickly had Cecilia and Haley placed in the car, then directed the Kirin Gang disciples to take them to the hospital for treatment.

Afterward, he went to the other side of the car, opened the door, and carried the dazed Natasha out.

"Haley... how is Haley?" Natasha asked weakly.

"They're both injured, but their lives aren't in danger. Don't worry," Dustin comforted her as he treated her.

"As long as they're okay," Natasha sighed in relief.

"Sir Dustin, we've apprehended the driver; it was him!"

At this moment, two Kirin Gang disciples approached, escorting a bald-headed driver.

"Madam, Sir, I'm really sorry for what just happened. The brakes malfunctioned, and I lost control for a moment. I couldn't help it," the bald-headed driver explained, appearing innocent.

"The brakes malfunctioned?"

Hearing this, Natasha's expression darkened as she raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap to his face, demanding, "If the brakes malfunctioned, why did you step on the gas? You clearly aimed for us just now!"

"Madam, don't put it that way," the bald-headed driver replied, patting his burning cheek. He spoke with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "In a moment of crisis like that, mistakes can happen, and I took responsibility for it. Besides, I have insurance, and regardless of whether it's a fatality or an injury, I'll compensate accordingly."

"Do you think it's over just because you're paying compensation?" Dustin's face darkened.

"Is there another option?" the bald-headed driver shrugged, his face appearing indifferent. "I wasn't drinking, I didn't flee the scene, and I took responsibility voluntarily. According to the law, the worst-case scenario for me is paying compensation, and if that's not enough, you can detain me for a few days."

With that, he even smirked, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

"I have only one question: who ordered you to do this? Tell me, and I'll spare your life," Dustin coldly declared.

Today's car accident was obviously premeditated.

"Oh, ho... trying to intimidate me? You think I'm that easy to scare?" the bald-headed driver sneered, as if he wasn't worried at all. "With so many people watching, can you do anything to me? Are you going to kill me right here?"

"You—!"

Natasha was so furious she wanted to strike.

However, she was grabbed by Dustin, who then took a step back. "Don't argue with a dead man."

"Ha ha ha... What a coward! You don't even dare to strike; what use are you?" The bald-headed driver taunted, touching his burning face and speaking disdainfully. "Madam, with someone like him, you're better off with me. At least, I can take care of you comfortably."

As he finished speaking...

A car suddenly sped towards them, and with a loud "bang," it crashed directly into the bald-headed driver.

The impact sent him flying more than ten meters before he landed heavily on the ground and died on the spot, unable to close his eyes in death.

At this moment, the car door opened.

Old Cornelius stepped out, grinning, and said to the bald-headed driver, "Sorry about that, brake failure, but I have insurance, so I'll compensate accordingly."





Chapter 1042: Family Matters

Late at night, in a ward at Riverbend Medical Center.

Dustin and Natasha sat quietly by the bedside, watching Haley, who was already asleep, feeling a sense of heartache for him.

After undergoing surgery, Haley's broken bones had been mended, and all the necessary bandages were applied. The accumulated blood in his body had been drawn out by Dustin's silver needles.

Although he was out of danger, the physical and emotional trauma from the car accident, especially for a five-year-old child, was still significant.

"Don't worry; Haley will be fine," Dustin reassured Natasha, holding her hand.

"What a bunch of beasts, not even sparing a child," Natasha gritted her teeth, visibly angry.

"I will thoroughly investigate this matter. No matter who is behind it, I will not let it go!" Dustin's expression was serious.

They say that misfortune doesn't come singly, and the fact that both Natasha and Haley were injured had undoubtedly touched a nerve.

"Sister!"

"Daughter!"

At this moment, Natasha's Dad Hector, and younger sister, Ruth, rushed in anxiously.

Seeing Natasha with bandages on her head, both of them looked nervous and immediately began inquiring about the situation.

"Dad, I'm fine; it's just a scratch," Natasha said with an artificial smile.

"It's good that you're okay; I was really scared when I heard about the accident just now. Fortunately, you're all safe, which is the most important thing in such an unfortunate situation," Hector sighed in relief.

"Sister, how could this happen out of the blue? You guys didn't drink, did you?" Ruth asked cautiously.

"It wasn't our fault; someone attacked us," Natasha didn't hide anything and briefly explained what had happened.

After hearing the story, Hector and Ruth both furrowed their brows. "Who would dare to be so audacious? Attacking people in broad daylight? Have they no respect for the law?"

"We are currently investigating, and I believe we will have results by tomorrow," Dustin replied.

"Whoever it is, they will pay for this!" Hector said with a serious expression.

Normally, they might engage in political maneuvering, but when it came to the lives of their family and relatives, they had no tolerance for such behavior.

"Oh, you're all here!"

Just as they were talking, a well-dressed, cheerful-looking young man strode in.

Behind him were two uniformed aides.

"Dylan? Why are you here?" Natasha raised her eyebrows, looking somewhat surprised.

"I heard you had a car accident, so I, as your cousin, naturally had to come and see," Dylan said with a smile, looking Natasha up and down. "But judging by your appearance, it seems you weren't injured much. That's really something to celebrate!"

"Don't bother with the pleasantries. Just say what you want to say," Natasha couldn't be bothered with the niceties.

Ever since their father was forced to step down, the two sides had become irreconcilable.

"I came here tonight for two reasons. Firstly, I wanted to check on your condition, and secondly, I wanted to talk to Third Uncle," Dylan said.

"Do you have to trouble yourself? Just say it here," Hector replied indifferently.

"That's fine. Since we're all family, I'll be straightforward," Dylan leaned back in his chair, smiling. "Our Harmon Family's ancestors left behind a treasure map, right? According to tradition, the treasure map has always been kept by the family head. Now that you have taken over, Uncle Hector, should you hand over the treasure map?"






Chapter 1043: Confrontation

"Regarding this matter, I have already explained it to your father and your eldest uncle. The treasure map was stolen several years ago, and its whereabouts are unknown," Hector said.

"Uncle, if you say it like this, it's not fun at all," Dylan said as he peeled a banana slowly. "The treasure map is so precious, you cherish it more than your own life. How could it have been stolen? Are you hiding it for yourself, planning to keep it all to yourself?"

"Are you suspecting me? Where's the evidence?" Hector furrowed his brows slightly.

" Uncle, if you want to keep secrets from people, you should not do anything yourself. The truth is known to everyone," Dylan took a bite of the banana and smiled slyly. "As a younger generation, I advise you to hand it over early. Otherwise, no one can guarantee that today's events won't happen again."

At these words, the faces of several people changed, especially Natasha, who was furious.

"Are you threatening me?" Hector asked with a stern face.

"I dare not. I'm just giving you a friendly reminder," Dylan said with a half-smile. "You've been in charge for many years, and you've offended many people. Without the protection of the Harmon Family, your future will definitely be difficult. I hope Third Uncle will consider it carefully. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you all any longer. Goodbye."

With that, he patted his sleeve, got up, and walked out.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you some good news. Five days from now, Kate will officially hold her wedding with Tyler Grant. You are all welcome to attend the wedding banquet."

With that, he left directly.

"Hmph! What a vile person, he's disgusting!" Ruth spat at the door.

"I underestimated their ambitions. I didn't expect them to disregard family ties for the sake of the treasure map," Hector sighed lightly.

Dylan's display of dominance today was truly impressive.

He appeared to be smiling, but his words were full of threats.

"In five days, the two families will officially unite in marriage. It seems that Kate is going to use this treasure map as her dowry," Natasha frowned slightly.

The threat of death had already been issued, and if the treasure map wasn't handed over, those from the Harmon Family would definitely take further actions.

"Brother-in-law Dustin, how do you see this matter?" Ruth suddenly turned back and asked.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth," Dustin said coldly.

At his words, everyone fell silent.

Blood relatives who had been close in the past had now become enemies, and for a moment, they couldn't adapt to the change.

Did they really have to turn against each other?

"Which one of you is related to Cecilia?"

At this moment, a nurse suddenly ran in.

"I am a relative. What happened?" Dustin immediately stood up.

"After the rescue, Cecilia is safe now. However, she lost her child," the nurse said regretfully.

"What?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone changed, especially Dustin, whose eyes instantly turned cold, and he exuded a murderous aura.

"Dylan! You really deserve to die!"





Chapter 1044: Tragedy Strikes

As Dustin and company arrived at the entrance of the operating room, they saw Cecilia, still unconscious, being wheeled out. Covered by a white sheet beside her was something horrifying: the lifeless body of a baby.

Dustin's hands trembled as he lifted the white sheet, revealing the tiny corpse of a newborn baby.

In an instant, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth. He had promised Nelson that he would protect Cecilia and their child. Now, due to this car accident, not only were Cecilia and her daughter seriously injured and hospitalized, but their unborn child had also tragically perished. To him, this was a devastating blow.

Amidst his guilt and self-blame, anger surged within him. An indescribable rage consumed him.

"How could this happen? She was perfectly fine when she left. Why...?" Natasha's face turned pale, and she could hardly believe it.

Carrying a baby in her womb for nine months, on the verge of giving birth, she couldn't comprehend how this precious life had suddenly come to such a tragic end.

"I'm sorry, we did our best," a doctor explained regretfully. "The baby lost vital signs during the car accident. It's fortunate that we were able to save the mother."

"My child... my child..." Cecilia had awakened at some point, and upon hearing the doctor's words, tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. However, due to her extreme weakness, she lacked the strength to cry properly. Her face was filled with pain and despair.

"Sister-in-law, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault that you've been dragged into this," Natasha held Cecilia's hand, her eyes brimming with redness.

It was evident that this car accident was meant for her, and Cecilia and her daughter were innocent victims. She felt responsible for the child's death.

"What about Haley... How is Haley?" Cecilia suddenly realized and grasped Natasha's hand with renewed vigor, her anxiety intensifying.

"Haley is fine. She's safe, and she'll be discharged in a few days," Natasha reassured her.

Hearing this, Cecilia finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when she thought about her unborn child, she couldn't help but feel grief-stricken once more.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. It's my fault that you're all suffering," Natasha said bitterly.

This car accident was clearly intended for her, and Cecilia and her daughter were collateral damage. She felt responsible for the child's death.

"Dylan!" Dustin's fists clenched, and his hatred was palpable.

The actions of this despicable person had completely crossed Dustin's bottom line.

"Dad, I will never let this matter rest," Natasha's face turned icy. "The Harmon Family is too tainted; it's time to clean house!"

Previously, she had considered family bonds and didn't want things to escalate to the point of infighting. However, the current situation made her realize that Dylan had lost his humanity. From the moment he orchestrated this car accident, he was after her life. Faced with such a beast, she couldn't afford to be merciful.

"Sigh..." Hector sighed lightly and ultimately chose to remain silent.

He understood clearly that after this incident, both sides were completely estranged, with no hope of reconciliation.

The Harmon Family was about to undergo a transformation.

---

The next morning, Harmon's mansion was adorned with decorations, filled with an air of festivity.









Chapter 1045: The Surprise Guest

A red carpet stretched for hundreds of meters, leading from the entrance of the mansion to the reception hall. Today marked the official announcement of Trent Harmon's position as the head of the Harmon Family, previously acknowledged within the family and now made public. Hence, the Harmon Family had invited a large number of guests to celebrate with a grand banquet.

Anyone who had a good relationship with the Harmon Family or sought to curry favor with them arrived to offer their congratulations. With the new family head, they would have to pledge allegiance once more.

In the meeting room, Trent Harmon, along with the core members of the Harmon Family, had gathered. However, compared to the past, the number of attendees was significantly smaller.

After these recent changes, nearly half of the core members had been suppressed or removed, and those present were mostly Trent Harmon's trusted allies and followers.

"Big Brother, after today, you will be the well-known head of the Harmon Family. Congratulations!" Jacob Harmon clasped his fists and was the first to offer his congratulations.

"Our head is brilliant, courageous, and possesses great talent and strategic insight. He's truly a remarkable leader for our Harmon Family!"

"Exactly! I believe that under the leadership of our head, the Harmon Family will undoubtedly prosper even more in the future!"

"Our head is mighty!"

The Harmon Family members exchanged words of praise, and Trent Harmon, buoyed by their flattery, was all smiles. He felt like he was floating on cloud nine.

He had never realized before that being the family head could make him feel so godlike and majestic. This feeling of ruling over everyone was truly wonderful.

"I can ascend to this position smoothly thanks to all of you. After this, I will reward everyone according to their merits, and I guarantee that no one will be treated unfairly!" Trent Harmon said with an air of grandeur.

"Congratulations to our new head!"

The people present were overjoyed, and they stood up and bowed.

"Uncle, today, after you take the position of the head, Kate will be marrying into the Grant family in a few days. It truly is a double blessing!" Dylan smiled and said.

"That's right."

Jacob Harmon nodded with a smile, "The Grant family is one of the top three influential families, and Tyler is an extraordinary talent. With such an outstanding son-in-law, Big Brother, you will soon be able to dominate the Millsburg with ease!"

"Speaking of which, I don't understand why Uncle Hector is so foolish as to refuse a marriage alliance with the Grant family. Could it be just because Natasha doesn't like it?" Dylan said with a hint of mockery. "If that's the case, it's truly absurd!"

"So, Big Brother, you are the most suitable person to be the family head. Brother Hector is too indecisive." Jacob Harmon added with a hint of flattery.

"When it comes to Third Brother, I remember now."

Trent Harmon knocked on the table and looked at Dylan. "Dylan, the task I assigned to you, how is it going?"

"Uncle Hector is stubborn, and it's quite challenging to deal with him," Dylan said, but then he changed his tone with a smirk. "However, I've found his weakness. I believe that within two days, he will willingly hand over the treasure map."

"This item is crucial. We must obtain it before the wedding!" Trent Harmon reminded seriously.

The treasure map was supposed to be Natasha's daughter's dowry, and if they didn't have it, they couldn't justify the marriage to the Grant family.

"Yes, rest assured. I guarantee that everything will go smoothly!" Dylan expressed his confidence.

"Excellent. In that case, everything is perfect." Trent Harmon nodded.

"Alright, Big Brother, it's about time. Let's go to the reception hall to greet the guests. A prominent figure will be arriving today, and I believe it will be a pleasant surprise for you," Jacob Harmon said with a meaningful smile.

"Oh? Is that so? I look forward to it," Trent Harmon responded with a grin, then led the group of people out of the meeting room.

However, as they stepped out of the door, a Harmon Family steward suddenly approached, holding a gift box in his hands.

"Head, there's a guest outside who wanted me to personally deliver this gift to you," the steward said, handing over the gift box with both hands.

"Oh? Is someone so eager to show their respect?" Trent Harmon chuckled, opened the gift box, and was horrified. He immediately threw the contents out.

"Thud!"

The gift box fell to the ground, and a bloody human head slowly rolled out.








Chapter 1046: Mysterious Gift

"What the hell! What is this?!"

When the severed head rolled out, everyone was startled, instinctively scattering in all directions. After seeing the situation clearly, their shock and bewilderment deepened.

Today was supposed to be a joyous occasion for Trent Harmon's ascent to power, but this grotesque gift wasn't just disrupting the event—it was a blatant provocation.

No, it wasn't even just provocation; it was an outright challenge!

"Who? Who dares to be so audacious and send a severed head as a gift?" Trent Harmon was furious, his good mood instantly shattered.

"Ignorant fool! How can you be so careless in your duties?" Jacob Harmon was livid, and he slapped the steward's face.

As the Harmon Family's steward, the man hadn't even checked the contents of the gift box before delivering it. What if it had contained a bomb?

"I... I thought it was just an ordinary guest. I didn't expect it to be like this," the steward stammered, trembling with fear.

He had assumed it was a gift from a guest trying to curry favor with the family head. He never imagined that it would contain a human head.

"What are you still standing there for? Go investigate immediately!" Jacob Harmon kicked the steward to the ground, and the man hurriedly scrambled away.

"Dad, I recognize that decapitated head. He was one of my man," Dylan said, his face darkening.

Initially shocked by the severed head, Dylan had realized that he recognized it—this was his vice-commander!

"Your subordinate? What's going on?" Jacob Harmon furrowed his brows.

"He helped me with something yesterday, and it seems he was targeted and retaliated against," Dylan said with narrowed eyes.

The car accident had been orchestrated by this subordinate. However, overnight, the man had ended up dead.

Without a doubt, it was likely the work of Natasha's wife, Natasha, taking revenge.

"So, today's incident is directed at you?" Jacob Harmon quickly grasped the situation.

"It seems so, but there's no need to worry," Dylan said indifferently. "I will handle this matter thoroughly, and if anyone dares to cause trouble, they will be seeking their own death."

"You know what you're doing," Jacob Harmon nodded. "Let's not worry about it, Big Brother. Dylan will take care of it."

Trent Harmon's joyful mood had been soured, and he stepped away from the gruesome gift.

Meanwhile, inside the Harmon Family's reception hall, Dustin found a quiet corner, sitting alone and sipping tea. The chilling aura emanating from him made the surrounding guests unconsciously keep their distance.

He remembered that the last time he visited the Harmon Family, he was a guest. Now, he was here for revenge.

A debt of blood must be paid in blood.

"Excuse me, handsome, can we sit here?" A clear and melodious female voice spoke up.

Dustin turned around and saw two women and a man standing behind him. The one who had spoken was a petite woman in a blue dress. To her left stood a woman in a red dress who was not only beautiful but also dressed in a fashionable manner, exuding an air of aristocracy. However, her demeanor appeared somewhat arrogant. On the right side of the man, although he was dressed in a designer suit, his appearance had a slightly mischievous look to it.

"Feel free," Dustin replied.






Chapter 1047: Mysterious Guests

Dustin responded with a simple acknowledgment.

"Thank you," the woman in blue politely replied, and then she and her two companions took their seats.

There was no other choice; this area had the most available seats, and Dustin's unassuming attire made him seem more approachable. Interacting with him should be relatively stress-free.

"Hey, handsome, I'm called Zara Lynn, and this is Elias Cooper. This is Collin Quinn. May I ask for your name?" The woman in blue introduced herself and then inquired, her personality appearing lively.

"We are strangers who happened to meet. No need to exchange names," Dustin replied coldly.

He was here to kill, not to make friends.

"Um..."

Zara Lynn's smile froze, and she seemed rather embarrassed.

"Hey! Why are you acting all high and mighty?" Elias Cooper couldn't stand it and said, "You were just asked for your name. What's so special about you? Look at your appearance; you don't seem wealthy at all. Where do you get the confidence to act this way?"

"That's right! Acting so arrogant with that impoverished look. You think you're worthy of knowing us? We don't belong to the same league!" Collin Quinn added, a look of disdain on his face.

"Let's forget it. Both of you, quiet down a bit," Zara Lynn quickly tried to defuse the situation.

"Zara Lynn, you're giving him too much face!"

Elias Cooper crossed her arms, her demeanor very haughty. "Do you know why no one is sitting with him? Because he's not worth it, and he probably doesn't want to associate with us!"

"Yeah! He's got a sour smell all over him; it's disgusting!"

Dustin paid no attention to their provocations, keeping silent and sipping his tea. His peripheral vision, however, remained fixed on the movements at the entrance.

But his silence was interpreted by Collin Quinn as guilt, making him even more arrogant.

"Now you know the difference, right? It's an honor for you to sit at our table. You should cherish it," Collin Quinn lectured.

"Hmph! You reek of sourness! It's revolting!" Elias Cooper held her nose in a pretentious show of disgust.

Dustin continued to ignore them, which only made Elias Cooper more displeased.

In a different setting, she would have verbally lambasted him and showered him with contempt.

"Look! The guest of honor has arrived!"

At that moment, someone called out. Everyone turned to see Trent Harmon, accompanied by several core members, making a grand entrance.

Instantly, everyone rose to greet him, offering their congratulations and well wishes for Trent Harmon's new position as family head.

The atmosphere in the room soared to new heights.

Elias Cooper and Collin Quinn were eager to approach, but their low status prevented them from squeezing into the crowd. They could only watch from a distance.

"Is that Dylan, the second son of the Harmon Family? He really is an extraordinary individual, with such an imposing demeanor!"

Elias Cooper admired his tall and upright figure, her eyes shining with excitement.

Dylan came from a prestigious family and was exceptionally talented. Among the young talents in the Millsburg, he ranked in the top ten. He was the dream lover of many young girls, including Elias Cooper.

"I heard that Dylan is now a senior officer in the Dark Panther Cavalry and also serves under the Goddess of War. His future prospects are limitless!" Zara Lynn added, full of admiration.

For someone like her, such a prominent figure was an unattainable existence.

"If I had half of Dylan's excellence, I'd be content." Collin Quinn sighed softly, his face full of envy.

Although his family had some wealth, he couldn't hold a candle to Dylan.

"Dylan might be outstanding, but it's useless."

Dustin stood up slowly, his eyes filled with killing intent. "Because he is now a dead man!"






Chapter 1048: Confrontation

"Hmm?"

Dustin's sudden outburst drew the attention of the three people beside him, who looked at him strangely, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Hey! What nonsense are you spouting? 'A dead man'? What are you talking about?" Elias Cooper gave him a disdainful look.

This guy, was he acting like an idiot?

"Kid! You're not jealous of Dylan, are you? You know he's better than you, so you're using foul language?" Collin Quinn questioned skeptically.

"Hmph! You have no abilities of your own, yet you like to envy others. It's truly disgusting!" Elias Cooper crossed her arms, her face full of disdain.

She despised people who were petty.

"Kid, if you have the guts, say it louder. Talking behind people's backs, what kind of hero are you?" Collin Quinn sneered.

"That's right! If you have the courage, challenge Dylan directly. Hiding behind and badmouthing people, how is that different from being a coward?" Elias Cooper pouted.

Although Zara Lynn didn't say anything, she shook her head secretly. She was starting to dislike Dustin as well.

Dustin ignored the three of them and instead picked up a wine bottle from the table, feeling its weight.

"Dylan Harmon!"

Suddenly, Dustin shouted loudly, shocking everyone present.

"Who? Who dares to address me by my full name?" Dylan immediately turned around, scanning the crowd with a sharp gaze.

But just then, a wine bottle suddenly flew towards him and hit him squarely on the head.

"Bang!"

There was a loud explosion as the wine bottle shattered, drenching him in red wine.

Dylan stumbled backward, feeling dizzy. When he touched his head, he found blood on his hand.

"Ah?"

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone. No one had expected that someone would dare to cause trouble at the Harmon Family's event, especially during such a grand occasion.

"Uhh..."

At this moment, Elias Cooper, Collin Quinn, and Zara Lynn were all dumbfounded. They had witnessed Dustin pick up the wine bottle and throw it at Dylan's head.

The problem was, how could someone dare to do this?!

Who was Dylan?

A scion of a prestigious family, a senior officer in the Dark Panther Cavalry, and a future young general. He was truly an outstanding figure among the young talents in the entire Jiangnan region.

Daring to provoke such a bigshot, wasn't that just seeking death?

Did this guy not value his life at all?

"You... You dare to attack Dylan? Are you insane?" Elias Cooper was both shocked and angry.

She had deliberately provoked him earlier, believing that Dustin wouldn't dare to respond.

The result?

Not only had he spoken up, but he had also become more ruthless, directly throwing a wine bottle at Dylan's head.

"Kid! You're really bold! You're in deep trouble now!" Collin Quinn swallowed hard, his eyes full of disbelief.

To avoid getting into trouble, he immediately distanced himself from the situation, fearing that he might be misunderstood by the Harmon Family.

"I knew I shouldn't have sat at this table."

Seeing the onlookers gathering around, Zara Lynn retreated a bit.

She now felt even more disgusted with Dustin.

This guy was like a trouble magnet, and anyone who got close to him would suffer.

"Dustin Rhys! So, it's you, you brat!"

Dylan's gaze locked onto Dustin, his face growing especially dark.

Trent Harmon, Jacob Harmon, and the others were also furious.

Today was a special day, and Dustin had come uninvited, causing trouble at the Harmon Family's event. This was a blatant slap in the face of the Harmons .

"Dylan! Today, I've come to take your dog life!" Dustin declared loudly, his voice resolute and forceful.








Chapter 1049: Duel

"Insolent!"

"Bold!"

"Daring to cause trouble at the Harmon Family, I think this brat is tired of living!"

After a momentary daze, the guests began to rebuke angrily, their faces filled with righteous indignation, and they clenched their fists, trying to show off.

The Harmon Family's guards, alerted by the commotion, also quickly surrounded the area.

"If you want my life, do you deserve it?" Dylan's face darkened. "If your bodyguard were here, you might have had a chance. But with just you, a useless person, daring to act so arrogantly in front of me is simply seeking death!"

Although he had been reprimanded by Old Cornelius earlier, Dylan was extremely confident when facing Dustin. Among his peers, besides the monstrous Tyler, who could compare to him?

"Kid! Today is the day I ascend as the family head. I don't want to kill anyone. If you're smart, surrender immediately!" Trent Harmon said in a deep voice.

He knew that Dustin had some abilities and had formed some kind of faction, but compared to the Harmon Family, it was insignificant.

Moreover, he still had the Grant family backing him up.

Dylan patted Trent Harmon's shoulder.

"Uncle, let me handle this. It's a matter between me and him," Dylan said calmly.

"To resolve the grievances between the younger generation, let them handle it themselves," Jacob Harmon added calmly.

To openly besiege Dustin would inevitably lead to accusations of bullying a weaker opponent.

If it were a one-on-one duel, even if someone were killed, no one would say much about it.

"Good, then I'll leave this brat to you."

Trent Harmon patted Dylan's shoulder.

"Don't worry, Uncle. Watch how I torment him."

Dylan was full of confidence and turned his gaze toward Dustin provocatively. "Dustin, do you dare to have a life-and-death battle with me? Whether you win or lose, it's your own fate!"

"What's there to be afraid of? In any case, you're going to die," Dustin replied coldly, his eyes filled with a chilling intent.

"Listen, everyone! He has agreed to a life-and-death battle. If he's killed later, don't blame me!" Dylan smirked.

Then he made a hand gesture to have the area cleared.

"Daring to challenge Dylan? He really doesn't know his own limitations!"

"Dylan is an innate master, and he's also an officer in the Dark Panther Cavalry. He's trained in the art of killing. This kid probably won't last three moves."

"Daring to cause trouble at the Harmon Family, he deserves to die!"

The people in the crowd began to gossip and discuss.

Their gazes toward Dustin were as if they were looking at a dead man.

"Hmph! A pauper like him dares to challenge Dylan, a genius? He's simply a mantis trying to stop a chariot," Elias Cooper sneered.

"For the sake of showing off, this kid doesn't even want his life. He's truly foolish!" Collin Quinn said disdainfully.

"Really doesn't know his place!" Zara Lynn sighed lightly.

In their eyes, Dustin's actions were undoubtedly suicidal.

"Dustin! Come on over and let me see what you're made of!" Dylan beckoned arrogantly, not taking Dustin seriously at all.

"Very well!"

Dustin didn't hold back. He took a step forward and suddenly closed the distance between them, throwing a punch.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no overwhelming pressure; it was just an ordinary punch.

"Is this it?"

Seeing the seemingly effortless punch, Dylan shook his head with a mocking smile. He extended a single finger in a manner that seemed quite pretentious and gently pointed it at Dustin.

He wanted to win in a spectacular fashion, earning applause from the crowd.

"Snap!"

"Snap!"

"Boom!"

The moment their forces collided, three consecutive strange sounds echoed through the air.

The first sound was Dylan's finger bones breaking.

The second sound was Dylan's arm fracturing.

The third sound was Dylan crashing heavily into the wall like a cannonball, blood spraying from his mouth and nose as he fell unconscious.

For a moment, the entire hall fell into stunned silence.









Chapter 1050: Fierce Clash

"What?!"

Seeing Dylan lying on the ground like a dead dog, everyone was stunned.

A high-ranking officer of the Dark Panther Cavalry, an outstanding genius, had been defeated so easily?

What was going on?

People exchanged puzzled glances, utterly shocked.

They had initially thought this battle would be one-sided, with Dylan completely overpowering his opponent.

However, they never expected that, in just one exchange, Dylan would fall.

The difference was quite significant.

"Did I... Did I see that correctly? Dylan actually lost?"

Collin Quinn widened his eyes, finding it hard to believe.

He had thought Dustin was looking for trouble and seeking death, but it turned out he had been hiding his true strength.

"How is that possible? He... How could he be so powerful?"

Elias Cooper's face was filled with astonishment, and her lips quivered.

She couldn't accept that a seemingly ordinary pauper could defeat Dylan, such a prodigious talent.

"My goodness! Is he really this formidable?"

Zara Lynn covered her mouth in astonishment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She had initially thought Dustin was acting pretentious and might not know his place, but now she realized he had genuine skills.

"I didn't expect this kid to be a master!"

Trent Harmon had a solemn face, his brows furrowed.

While he had witnessed Dustin's medical skills, he didn't know much about his martial abilities.

"My son, defeated in just one punch?"

Jacob Harmon was dumbfounded for a moment and found it hard to accept.

He could understand losing to Tyler, but why couldn't his son even defeat Dustin?

Was he really this inferior?

Dustin didn't pay attention to the astonishment of the crowd. He quickly approached Dylan, grabbed one of his legs, and started dragging him away.

His demeanor was as if he were dragging a dog.

Dylan's face scraped across the ground, leaving a long trail of blood.

"Bastard! Release my son!"

Jacob Harmon finally reacted and immediately shouted in anger.

Dustin seemed as though he hadn't heard him and continued to drag Dylan away.

The reason he didn't kill Dylan was that he wanted him to kneel in front of Cecilia and apologize.

"Men, kill this kid for me!"

Jacob Harmon roared furiously and immediately ordered a group of Harmon Family guards to attack.

Soon, a large number of Harmon Family guards rushed over.

The surrounding guests scattered in fear of being caught in the crossfire.

"Kill!"

Once they identified their target, the Harmon Family guards immediately rushed forward.

Dustin remained expressionless, raised his hand, and flicked it, sending a large number of silver needles flying.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Accompanied by the sound of air being torn, the Harmon Family guards who had rushed forward fell one by one, none of them escaping unscathed.

"Ah?!"

Seeing this scene, the guests were once again filled with shock.

Everything had happened so quickly that they hadn't even seen what had occurred.

They only saw Dustin wave his hand, and all the Harmon Family guards fell.

It was truly bizarre.

After dealing with the guards, Dustin didn't stop. He continued to violently drag Dylan away and walked out of the reception hall.

"Men! Quick, bring everyone out!"

Jacob Harmon shouted in anger and immediately ordered, "Today, no matter the cost, we must capture this kid, or else the Harmon Family's reputation will be completely ruined!"

Doing such a thing in front of so many people, causing trouble openly and kidnapping Dylan, Dustin's behavior was undoubtedly trampling on the dignity of the Harmon Family.

If they didn't make an example of him, how could the Harmon Family face anyone in the future?
 
Chapter 1051: "The Harmon Clan's Showdown"

At the mighty Harmon family mansion, a dramatic scene unfolded.

As the head of the Harmon Clan, Trent Harmon, gave the signal, a swarm of Harmon family guards, and shadowguards, started pouring out from every nook and cranny of the mansion. It was like a storm was brewing!

The entire mansion buzzed with activity. The guards were all agitated.

"Quick! Surround him! Don't let this young troublemaker escape!" one guard barked.

"Can you believe it? He dared to cause chaos in Harmon’s mansion! This is going to be interesting!" another guard chimed in.

The commotion grew louder as more and more people, each holding a weapon, gathered around. It was like a grand showdown was about to happen.

But amidst the chaos, Dustin Rhys, our fearless hero, had only just taken a few steps away from the meeting room when he found himself completely surrounded. And guess what? There were around two hundred people, all glaring at him like he was their arch-nemesis.

Most of these folks were Harmon family guards, with a handful of Shadowguards and even some soldiers from the famous Dark Panther Cavalry. They were all under the command of Dylan Harmon,

As a top-ranking officer, Dylan Harmon had quite a few loyal followers.

"Kid, I'd advise you to release my son right now! Otherwise, you'll be in for a world of hurt!" Jacob, the irate father, yelled.

"Young man, you're surrounded with no way out. If you release my son, maybe, just maybe, I'll think about sparing your life," threatened Trent, Dylan Harmon's uncle.

"I only want Dylan Harmon's head. The rest of you should step aside!" Dustin Rhys stated firmly.

"Young man, you're facing certain doom, and yet you're putting on a brave face. Open your eyes and see who's in charge here!" Trent Harmon declared sternly.

Harmon’s mansion had all the firepower and people they needed to deal with a lone intruder like Dustin Rhys. After all, could even the most skilled fighter withstand a barrage of bullets?

Even though Dustin Rhys had defeated Dylan Harmon, it seemed he was still trapped within the walls of Harmon’s mansion. It was like trying to escape a spider's web.

"Haha! Look at him surrounded by all of Harmon’s might. This is like David versus Goliath!" someone in the crowd commented, watching the drama unfold.

"Exactly! This kid is way too optimistic. Does he think his kung fu is enough to take on all of them? He's in for a rude awakening!" Collin Quinn sneered.

While Zara Lynn remained silent, she couldn't help but shake her head. Dustin Rhys was in a tough spot, no doubt about it.

With Harmon’s mansion's overwhelming firepower, who could possibly escape unscathed?

"Hey, look at this! Surrounded by the Harmons, what chance does he have?" Ella Cooper crossed her arms, a smug grin on her face.

"Incredible! He thinks his fighting skills make him invincible. He's in for a reality check!" Collin Quinn added.

Although they didn't voice their opinions, Ella and Zara also had little hope for Dustin Rhys's situation.

With Harmon’s mansion's vast resources, it seemed impossible for him to escape.

But Dustin Rhys wasn't giving up. He scanned the area, his eyes burning with determination.

"All of you with the 'Harmon' surname, listen up! I suggest you scatter now, while I'm still feeling generous. Leave this place, and I won't have to get my hands dirty!" Dustin Rhys's words had a fiery edge to them.

If it weren't for his concern for Natasha's feelings, he might have already turned Harmon’s mansion upside down.

"Calm down, Dylan. That was just an accident," Trent reassured him, after they almost hit him with a bullet. "We'll give it another shot, and this time, we won't miss. Just hang in there; it'll be over soon."




Chapter 1052: "The Twist in Harmon’s mansion"

"Ah? You're still at it?"

When Dylan Harmon heard this, he jumped in fright, his whole body trembling. "Uncle! Bullets don't discriminate; please don't do anything reckless, you might hit me!"

Geez!

If they kept this up, he might end up dead at the hands of his own people before Dustin Rhys even got a chance to finish him off!

Besides, a formidable martial artist like him could already dodge bullets. It's not like he'd be an easy target.

"Trent! Stay calm! Dylan's life is at stake!" Jacob desperately tried to soothe the situation.

He was genuinely afraid that Trent would act impulsively, open fire indiscriminately, and turn his son into a pincushion.

"Of course, I care about Dylan's safety, but if we don't eliminate this kid, how can our Harmon family ever show our faces again?" Trent muttered with a furrowed brow.

"This kid is no pushover. We should get a martial arts expert to deal with him," Jacob suggested in a hushed tone.

"An expert? Where are we supposed to find one in such a short time? In my opinion, we should just swarm him, chop him up, and hope we don't make any mistakes." Trent made a chopping motion with his hand.

"Big brother, let me talk to him first. If I can resolve this peacefully, that would be best," Jacob said quietly.

"You've got three minutes to deal with him," Trent reluctantly suppressed his murderous intent.

"No problem."

Jacob nodded and turned his gaze toward Dustin Rhys. He cleared his throat and spoke loudly, "Dustin, please reconsider. You can't escape from Harmon’s mansion today, but if you release my son, I promise you, we won't take your life."

"Dustin Rhys! Listen, release me immediately, or you'll have no place to hide!" Dylan Harmon menacingly threatened.

Even though he had been defeated by Dustin Rhys, it didn't mean he was ready to back down. In this world, brute strength wasn't everything.

People without power and influence often found themselves trampled upon.

"Everyone must be accountable for their actions. If you've done wrong, you'll have to face the consequences. Today, no one can save you," Dustin Rhys retorted coldly.

"Mr Rhys! Don't act all tough here. You're a sitting duck now. If you dare to make a move, you're walking straight into your own death!" Dylan Harmon sneered.

He had experienced all sorts of situations in his life. How could he be easily frightened?

Moreover, Harmon’s mansion was surrounded by Harmon family soldiers and warriors. What did he have to fear?

"A sitting duck?"

Dustin Rhys snorted, then suddenly made his move, breaking Dylan Harmon's arm with a snap.

"Ah—!"

Dylan Harmon let out a blood-curdling scream, his face contorted in agony, drenched in sweat.

His arm had already been severed earlier, and now the other one was broken. Both of his hands were completely useless.

"How about my 'Muscle and Tendon Separation Technique'? Are you satisfied with that?" Dustin Rhys looked down at him with an indifferent expression.

"You bastard! How dare you touch me? You're dead! I'm going to dismember you!" Dylan Harmon roared in anger.

Dustin Rhys's face remained cold as he didn't waste any more words. He delivered another powerful kick.

"Crack!"

Dylan Harmon's knee shattered, and he collapsed to the ground, screaming even louder this time.

In an instant, his screams filled the air.

"Bastard! You... You dare to harm my son? I'll slice you into a thousand pieces!" Seeing this, Jacob was beside himself with fury.

He can’t wait and watch it any longer?

"Get him!"

Trent wasted no time and issued a shoot-to-kill order.

He had been growing impatient and saw an opportunity now.

"Kill!"

Just as everyone was about to rush forward...

A horde of henchmen stormed into the Harmon family's front gate.

They came in waves, numbering in the hundreds.




Chapter 1053: "The Unexpected Revelation"

These black-clad figures all wore red cloth strips tied around their heads, and the emblem of a Kirin (a mythical creature) proudly displayed on their chests.

They were unmistakably disciples of the Kirin Gang!

"Surround them all!"

Leading the charge was Cornelius, who, with a few powerful kicks, directed the Kirin Gang members to encircle the Harmon family entirely.

In terms of armed forces, the Kirin Gang, composed of the elite members from the four major gangs, far outnumbered the Harmon family.

As they surged into the scene, the intimidating presence of the Kirin Gang left everyone awestruck and quaking.

Onlookers quickly retreated, treating this situation as if they were avoiding a nest of vipers.

"Who are you people? How dare you trespass into the Harmon family!" Trent couldn't help but shout in anger.

"It's the Kirin Gang! They're from the Kirin Gang!" someone from the Harmon family exclaimed.

"What? The Kirin Gang?!"

As soon as these words were uttered, many people's faces changed.

Although the Kirin Gang had been founded not too long ago, its reputation had already spread throughout the entire Millsburg. The Kirin Gang, formed by the four major gangs working together, was undoubtedly a formidable force. Add to that the presence of some mysterious experts, and they were like a tiger with wings.

In terms of power, they even overshadowed the Five Great Houses!

"Who dares to act so recklessly in front of our Master?!"

Cornelius, accompanied by several gang masters, stood firmly behind Dustin Rhys, their imposing presence making a clear statement.

The numerous disciples of the Kirin Gang also gathered around.

Although they remained silent, their attitude spoke volumes.

"You... you're the boss of the Kirin Gang?!"

Seeing Dustin Rhys as their leader, the Harmon family members were shocked and amazed.

They had heard rumors about the Kirin Gang and knew of its might. However, nobody could have anticipated that the mastermind behind it all would be the seemingly ordinary and impoverished young man, Dustin Rhys!

"Oh my God! This guy has such a powerful background?!"

Collin Quinn's eyes widened in astonishment. He had believed that Dustin Rhys was just a penniless guy, but it seemed that he was much more formidable than anyone could have imagined.

In his early twenties, he had already become a dominant force in the region. It was truly awe-inspiring.

Thinking about his own actions earlier, Collin Quinn felt his scalp tingle, filled with fear and trepidation.

"How... how is this possible? He's dressed so shabbily, how could he be the boss of the Kirin Gang?!"

Ella Cooper was in disbelief.

The Kirin Gang now controlled all the underground power in the Millsburg and had established its own set of rules. They had essentially become the unrivaled kings of the underworld, even surpassing the Harmon family.

The rumored leader of the Kirin Gang was considered the underground emperor of the entire Millsburg!

She couldn't believe that such a top-notch bigshot turned out to be an unassuming young man dressed in rags.

"We all completely misjudged him!"

Zara Lynn regretfully said, gulping.

If they had tried a little harder earlier, maybe they could have changed their fate.

"No wonder... no wonder he dared to stir up trouble here. It turns out he was well-prepared!"

Trent furrowed his brow, his expression turning sour.

Judging by the numbers alone, the Harmon family had a low chance of winning if they fought.

"I must take Dylan Harmon away today. If anyone dares to obstruct me, don't blame me for killing without hesitation!" Dustin Rhys declared with an icy tone.

"Dustin Rhys! Spare a thought for the future! Don't push things too far!" Jacob shouted.

"Push things too far?"

Dustin Rhys sneered, "Considering Natasha's feelings, I've already shown restraint. Otherwise, every one of you would be dead by now!"





Chapter 1054: "Unexpected Reinforcements"

"Hey, you! Don't get too cocky!" Jacob stared, shouting, "Even if you're the boss of the Kirin Gang, what of it? Do you think you can control everything? Don't forget, my son is a senior officer of the Dark Panther Cavalry!"

"You're absolutely right!" Dylan Harmon grinned menacingly, "I serve directly under the Scarlet Warrior Goddess of War as part of the Dark Panther Cavalry. If you dare to kill me, you'll be digging your own grave!"

"Young man, calm down!" Trent's face darkened as he said, "If you release Dylan, we won't pursue this matter any further. But if you insist on a fight, our Harmon family won't back down either."

Although the Kirin Gang was formidable, the Harmon family was no pushover. With decades of establishment, numerous allies, and an extensive web of interests, they had support from all directions.

To put it bluntly, when the Harmon family faced trouble, help came from all sides.

"I don't care who your backers are, and I'm not interested in your backgrounds. All I have to say is that Dylan Harmon must die!" Dustin suddenly made his move, grabbing Dylan Harmon's neck and lifting him up.

If he couldn't take him away, he would have to kill him here and now.

"Ugh…"

Dylan Harmon felt his breath stagnate, his face turning red.

A sense of impending doom began to creep over him.

"Stop!"

A shrill cry suddenly rang out.

Following that, Kate Harmon, dressed in fine clothing, rushed in with around a hundred people.

These people were all elites from the Grant Family, including two groups of Wolf Guards overseeing the situation. Their strength was not to be underestimated!

"Kate? You've finally arrived!"

Seeing this scene, Jacob's face lit up as if he had seen a savior.

Since he had followed Tyler Grant, Kate Harmon's status in the family had risen to great heights. Even Trent, as the family head, had to consider his opinions.

"Daughter, your arrival is timely. With your forces, your father can finally rest easy." Trent breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Harmon family was lacking in comparison to the Kirin Gang, adding the Grant Family's elite forces to their side changed the situation entirely.

"Sister Kate! Save me!" Dylan Harmon struggled, his voice hoarse.

"Young man! You're getting too arrogant! Release Dylan immediately!" Kate Harmon, with an imposing demeanor, took on the role of the elder sister.

Ever since hearing about the trouble at the Harmon family, she had rushed over with her team just in time to arrive.

"Kate! Did you have something to do with the car accident?" Kate Harmon furrowed her brows when she heard this.

"What car accident?" Kate Harmon's voice trembled.

"If it has nothing to do with you, then leave!" Dustin said bluntly.

"Insolence!"

"Presumptuous!"

"You arrogant brat! How dare you show disrespect to the young madam! Today, this old man will teach you a lesson!"

Dustin's words immediately infuriated the Grant Family members.

Especially the thin old man who was with Kate Harmon. He flew up without a word and reached out to grab Dustin, shouting, "You wretch! Prepare to die!"

"Get out!"

Cornelius leaped up and slapped the thin old man hard in the chest. The old man let out a miserable cry and was sent flying more than ten meters before crashing into a nearby lotus pond.

His life or death was uncertain.

"Hmm?"

The sudden turn of events left the Grant Family members with solemn expressions.

The thin old man who had just been there was a formidable expert invited by the Grant Family. Yet, he had disappeared with just one encounter. Wasn't this too unbelievable?

"Pathetic!"




Chapter 1055: "The Arrival of the Hill Family"

Cornelius dusted off his sleeves and stood back behind Dustin.

"Hey, you! Today is a day of great celebration for my father's rise to power. I warn you not to cause trouble here!" Kate Harmon shouted sternly.

She had undergone significant changes herself. As the Grant Family's lady, she had the privilege to command over half of the family's resources and forces. This was the privilege granted to her by Tyler Grant and a symbol of her meteoric rise.

"And what if I do? Can you people stop me?" Dustin replied coldly.

"If the Harmon family can't, then what if we add our forces?" A loud voice resounded at the entrance.

Everyone turned to look and saw a group of spirited elite warriors walking in.

These warriors were all dressed uniformly, with strong and robust bodies, exuding an intimidating presence.

Their powerful aura made everyone unconsciously step back, feeling a sense of fear.

"It's the Hill Family! The elite warriors of the Hill Family!"

"What's going on? Why has the Hill Family shown up?"

"Judging by their formation, this should be the most elite force of the Hill Family!"

After seeing the situation, the crowd began to buzz with discussion.

No one had expected that the Hill Family would interfere at this crucial moment.

The Hill Family was an ancient martial family, and most of its members were martial arts experts. In terms of combat strength alone, this force was far superior to the Grant Family's elite troops!

"Dustin, how do you think it would go if we added our forces to fight against your Kirin Gang?" a middle-aged man in fine clothing walked out from the crowd.

Behind him, Summer Hill and her group followed.

"Who are you?" Dustin squinted slightly.

"I am Summer Hill, ranked second in my family."

Summer Hill calmly said, "You've caused chaos in my Hill Family, with deaths and injuries. Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

"I've already given an explanation for the death of the former alliance leader. The murderer was from your own side. As for the details, you should ask your elder brother," Dustin replied.

"Hmph! If it weren't for you meddling and adding fuel to the fire, my Hill Family wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses. You think it's possible to just shirk responsibility with a few words?" Summer Hill's face gradually darkened.

"This mastermind! He killed my father and harmed our family. We are irreconcilable with him!" Summer Hill roared.

The death of his father had been etched in his memory, and he had harbored a deep grudge.

But because Dustin's strength was overwhelming, he had never had the opportunity for revenge.

Now, with the return of his second uncle to oversee the situation and the support of the Harmon family and Grant Family, the day of reckoning for avenging his father's death seemed imminent!

"So, you all want to stand with the Harmon family and oppose me?" Dustin raised an eyebrow.

"That's right! You're a menace, and everyone wants to eliminate you!" Summer Hill declared loudly.

"Hahaha... good!"

Trent couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Many thanks, Summer, for your assistance today. We will surely repay this favor in the future!"

With the support of both the Grant Family and the Hill Family, even if Dustin had god-like abilities, he would have a difficult time escaping today!

"Even the Hill Family is here. It looks like this guy is in big trouble!"

"The Harmon family, Grant Family, and Hill Family—a combination of two top-tier families and one powerhouse. With these three major families working together, who can contend against them in the entire province?"

"The Kirin Gang is in dire straits today!"

"Humph! Even if he's the boss of the Kirin Gang, what can he do? Offending so many major powers will surely lead to his downfall!"

The successive turn of events had everyone in discussion.

Especially with the addition of the Hill Family, the entire situation had been completely reversed.

At this moment, everyone was convinced that Dustin had no way to turn the tide.



Chapter 1056: "Facing Three Major Forces"

"Faced with the siege of three major forces, even a newly crowned underground emperor can only wait to be captured. This guy is doomed today!"

In the crowd, Collin smirked, inexplicably pleased.

"They say that one should keep a low profile, but he's so arrogant. If he dies, it's his own fault!"

Ella crossed her arms, showing a bit of schadenfreude.

Due to her initial bias, she couldn't stand Dustin, so she was eager to see him suffer.

"It looks like there's no way out for him now," Zara shook her head.

In this grand scenario, she could only watch from afar and had no chance to get closer.

"Kid! Now you're a sitting duck. I warn you, surrender immediately!" Trent stood with his hands behind his back, regaining his composure.

"Dustin! Don't struggle futilely anymore. You have no chance of winning. Surrender gracefully!" Jacob's face turned grim, and a killing intent flickered in his eyes.

No matter what, they wouldn't let Dustin off easily today. A menace like him had to be killed, or they would face endless troubles.

But before that, they needed to rescue Dylan Harmon.

"Hehehe..."

Captured by Dustin, Dylan Harmon suddenly laughed sinisterly, "Dustin, oh Dustin, you're the boss of the Kirin Gang, so what? Even if you can fight, what difference does it make? Look around you; they're all my people. How can you compete with me? If you're smart, kneel down and kowtow to me right now, and I might consider sparing you."

"Spare me? Hmph..."

Dustin replied indifferently, "Do you really think these people can save you? If I want to kill you, no one can stop me!"

"Keep pretending! Continue pretending! It seems you still don't understand what it means to be outnumbered!" Dylan Harmon shouted.

The appearance of the elite members of the Hill Family compensated for the lack of martial experts, and now they were thoroughly overwhelming the Kirin Gang.

"So what if there are more people? They're just a group of ragtag individuals, completely unworthy of my attention." Dustin didn't hold back.

"Arrogant!"

"Insolent!"

Hearing this, many warriors scolded angrily.

One after another, they cracked their knuckles and attempted to teach Dustin, this ignorant guy, a lesson.

They were all carefully selected elites and didn't appreciate being called ragtag.

"This guy is way too arrogant, isn't he? He's not even taking the central figures of three major forces seriously."

"Humph! Such a person is all talk; he'll be put in his place soon."

"At such a young age, he really doesn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth!"

Facing the ridicule, Dustin remained silent. Instead, he raised his hand and gently waved it towards the front.

"Whoosh!"

A crescent-shaped martial energy, like a large blade, burst out from his body, soared over the crowd's heads, and then cleaved into a man-made mountain near a pond.

"Bang!"

The mountain exploded into pieces, scattering debris everywhere.

The crowd fell silent, their eyes wide and jaws dropped in shock.







Chapter 1057: "How is This Possible?"

With a deafening roar, the entire ten-meter-tall man-made mountain shattered into pieces and turned to ashes. The entire pond was split in two, with the water even briefly exhibiting a diversion phenomenon, like a block of tofu cut by a knife.

It was extremely horrifying!

Seeing this scene, the entire place fell into a deathly silence. Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

From dozens of meters away, with just a single knife-hand strike, he had destroyed a rock-made mountain and simultaneously split the entire pond in half.

Was this still a human being?!

"I... I must be seeing things, right? Is this guy really a Grandmaster?"

"Wait a minute! I remember now! There's a young Martial Grandmaster who's been making a name for himself in the martial world recently. Could it be him?!"

"My goodness! What kind of monster is this guy? He's in his early twenties and has already become a Martial Grandmaster. It's terrifying!"

...

After a brief moment of silence, the surroundings erupted in commotion.

Shock, astonishment, fear, reverence—all kinds of expressions were present.

In particular, Ella Cooper, Collin Quinn, and Zara Lynn were left dumbfounded.

They hadn't even dreamed that Dustin had this identity.

A Martial Grandmaster was already an unattainable existence for them.

They didn't even have the qualifications to look up to him.

"How... how is this possible?!"

Trent's face was filled with astonishment, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Who could have predicted that this guy, who usually kept a low profile, was actually a powerful Martial Grandmaster?

This was a big problem!

In fact, it wasn't just Trent. At this moment, everyone in the Harmon family was in shock, unable to believe it.

This blow was too great for them.

If it had just been the leader of the Kirin Gang, it wouldn't have been a big deal. However, when coupled with the identity of a Martial Grandmaster, the significance was completely different.

For ordinary people, a Martial Grandmaster was an entirely different level of existence, described as "invincible."

These so-called elites and experts were truly no match in front of a Martial Grandmaster.

"How about it? Do you still think someone can save you now?"

Dustin looked down at Dylan Harmon with indifference.

He wanted to let the other party experience fear and despair.

"You... How could you..."

Dylan Harmon's face was filled with fear, and he trembled all over, unable to speak.

He hadn't even dreamed that the little guy he used to look down on would turn out to be someone he had to look up to.

Most importantly, if a Martial Grandmaster wanted to kill him, who could stop him?

"Trent, do you have anything else to say?"

Dustin slowly raised his head and cast a sharp gaze over the crowd.

Trent's face stiffened, and he was left speechless.

Although they had the assistance of the Grant Family and the Hill Family, they still had no chance of winning against a Martial Grandmaster.

If they insisted on stopping him, they would only suffer heavy casualties.

"I want to take Dylan Harmon and leave. If anyone has any objections, speak up now."

Dustin scanned the surroundings, and anyone who met his gaze lowered their heads in silence.

Who would dare to challenge a Martial Grandmaster head-on? Wasn't that seeking death?

"I object!"

Suddenly, a thunderous voice echoed in the sky.







Chapter 1058: "I Object!"

"I object!"

"What does being a Martial Grandmaster matter? Can he really cover the sky with one hand?"

Accompanied by a dignified voice.

A middle-aged man in a military uniform, burly and imposing, stepped forward first.

The man had a commanding presence with stars on his shoulders, a solemn face, and a majestic and domineering demeanor that made people not dare to meet his gaze.

Not only that, but behind the middle-aged man were a group of fully armed elite soldiers.

These soldiers wore face masks, black armor, carried long knives on their waists, and exuded a strong sense of solemnity and killing intent all over their bodies.

They looked heroic and formidable.

It was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that this was a group of battle-hardened and battle-tested warriors!

"General Whitman!"

Seeing the middle-aged man, Dylan Harmon couldn't help but be overjoyed, as if he had seen a savior.

The despair in his eyes was once again replaced by hope.

"He's here, he's finally here! A big shot has finally arrived!"

Jacob was both shocked and delighted, and his expression was filled with excitement.

He had just thought that his son was beyond saving, but luckily reinforcements had arrived in time.

"My goodness! Isn't that General Wesley Whitman Zhao? Why is he here?!"

"Excuse me, but is General Wesley Whitman really powerful?"

"Nonsense! General Wesley Whitman is one of the four great generals of the Dark Panther Cavalry. His status is second only to the Scarlet Warrior Goddess of War. He commands a hundred thousand troops and can be said to be a ruler of his own territory!"

"Wow! He's that amazing?"

"General Wesley Whitman has personally arrived with his troops. We're in for a treat!"

When General Wesley Whitman entered, the entire place erupted.

Dragonmarsh had five elite divisions, each stationed in different regions, and the Dark Panther Cavalry was one of them.

Commanded by the strongest female Goddess of War in Dragonmarsh, Scarlett Spanner, it was followed by four generals, each of whom was invincible in battle and dominated the region.

Especially General Wesley Whitman, not only was he incredibly powerful and had a profound understanding of warfare, but he was also a member of the same clan as the Scarlet Warrior Goddess of War, which earned him great respect.

In the entire Dark Panther Cavalry, he was second to none, a ruler of ten thousand troops.

As long as he gave the command, thousands of elite soldiers would come roaring in.

Gods against gods, Buddhas against Buddhas!

"So this is the big shot that the Harmon family invited today. He's truly extraordinary!"

Trent's spirits were lifted.

"With General Whitman here, even if he's a Martial Grandmaster, we have nothing to fear!" Dylan couldn't hide his joy.

"Even General Wesley Whitman came to lend his support. It seems that Dylan Harmon is highly regarded in the military!" Summer Hill showed a pleasantly surprised expression.

"Hmph! Let's see how this kid ends up today!" Summer Hill sneered.

The appearance of General Wesley Whitman instantly changed the entire situation.

Before, everyone had been hesitant to make a move against Dustin because they were wary of his strength.

Now, the situation was different. With General Wesley Whitman and the elite troops of the Dark Panther Cavalry, they could completely suppress Dustin.

After all, no matter how powerful a person was in the martial world, they couldn't compete with an army.

"General Whitman, please save me! This kid wants to kill me!"

Seeing General Wesley Whitman approaching, Dylan Harmon immediately began to cry for help.

"Don't worry, with me here today, no one can harm you."

General Wesley Whitman took a big step forward, and his sharp gaze pierced Dustin as he coldly said, "What are you still waiting for? Do you see me here? Release him immediately!"

"General Wesley Whitman, isn't it? I advise you not to meddle in this matter to avoid getting yourself into trouble," Dustin said indifferently.

"Bold! How dare you address General Whitman by name? Are you tired of living?" A vice-general of the Dark Panther Cavalry scolded sternly.

"Young man, do you know what the consequences are for speaking to me like this?" General Wesley Whitman squinted his eyes and his gaze turned unfriendly.

"General Whitman, this young man is a Martial Grandmaster, and his strength should not be underestimated," Jacob reminded from the side.

"So what? He's just a martial world upstart, not worth mentioning!" General Wesley Whitman snorted.

A Martial Grandmaster might be powerful, but they could only handle a few hundred or a few thousand people at most.






Chapter 1059: Unyielding

"And you, Mr Rhys! Can't you hear me? Your so-called pride in your strength is insignificant in front of General Whitman. If you don't want to be shot to death, surrender now!" Dylan Harmon grinned.

With General Whitman's presence and the backing of the Dark Panther Cavalry, what did he have to fear?

Even if he was a Martial Grandmaster, would he dare to openly challenge an army?

"Wesley Whitman, I'll warn you again, take your people and leave now" Dustin said coldly.

"Hmm?"

General Wesley Whitman frowned, "A mere martial world upstart dares to threaten me? Are you looking for death?"

"I'm giving you a chance, or else once we start fighting, you'll regret it," Dustin warned.

"Fight?" General Wesley Whitman was momentarily surprised, then burst into laughter, "Kid! Don't you understand the situation yet? You're completely surrounded, and as soon as I give the order, all of you will be shot to pieces!"

"You better not force me," Dustin squinted his eyes.

"Force you? What can you do?" General Wesley Whitman sneered, "Do you really think a Martial Grandmaster is invincible? With my hundred thousand troops, I can reduce you to ashes in an instant!"

"That's right! With a hundred thousand Dark Panther Cavalry, no one in the world can stop us!"

"Indeed, Martial Grandmasters are powerful, but they can only kneel before the might of an army!"

Many people chimed in, agreeing wholeheartedly.

In their view, no matter how skilled an individual was, they were completely powerless against true power and authority.

No matter how high their martial arts were, they would still be afraid of guns and cannons.

"Kid! I'll count to three!" General Wesley Whitman extended three fingers, "After three, if you don't surrender, don't blame me for going all out!"

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three..."

As the three words fell, Dustin's figure suddenly flashed and appeared in front of General Wesley Whitman.

The two faced each other, with only half a meter between them.

"You..."

General Wesley Whitman's pupils contracted, and he was about to step back, but he was caught by Dustin by the neck and immediately restrained, "If you dare to mess around, I'll kill you first."

General Wesley Whitman felt his breath stall, his face instantly turning red, his entire body as if it had been electrocuted, unable to move, and could only allow himself to be slaughtered.

"Bold!"

"Let General Whitman go!"

This sudden turn of events startled everyone.

Especially the soldiers of the Dark Panther Cavalry, who raised their guns one after another and aimed them at Dustin.

But hindered by the hostage, they didn't dare to open fire lightly.

"Kid! You actually dare to take General Whitman hostage? You're really daring! Do you think you can resist a hundred thousand troops?" General Wesley Whitman shouted sternly.

"A hundred thousand troops, of course, I can't resist them, but to kill you, I only need to lift a finger." Dustin said coldly.

"Do you dare!" General Wesley Whitman stared, "If you dare to touch a single hair on me, you'll be dismembered!"

"Do I dare?" Dustin asked in return, "I'm just a lone man. If I kill you, I can easily escape. Even if you have a hundred thousand troops, where can you find me?"

"You—!"

General Wesley Whitman was momentarily speechless, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

He had been too overconfident just now, which led to him overlooking one thing.

A hundred thousand troops could indeed obliterate a Martial Grandmaster.

The problem was, what could a Martial Grandmaster do if they wanted to escape from a hundred thousand troops?

Thinking of this, General Wesley Whitman suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn it, he had made a mistake this time!





Chapter 1060: The Ultimatum

"Wesley Whitman, do you still want to meddle in this?" Dustin slowly increased the pressure with his fingers, digging deeper into the flesh.

At this moment,Wesley Whitman found it increasingly difficult to breathe, and his heartbeat was like a drumbeat.

"Kid! I warn you not to mess around!" Wesley Whitman gritted his teeth and pretended to remain calm, "Taking a Third-Rank General hostage is a grave crime. Even if the military can't catch you, don't forget, there's still the Garrison Office. If you harm me, the Garrison Office will never let you off!"

Scholars use words to transgress the law, while martial artists transgress the law with force.

To manage martial world experts, an official organization called the Garrison Office was specifically established!

The Garrison Office was home to talents and powerful individuals, with an enormous influence.

It was a mountain that no martial artist in the world could surpass.

Although the Garrison Office usually didn't interfere with martial world affairs, as long as a martial artist dared to kill innocents or harm high-ranking officials, the Garrison Office would immediately step in to eliminate the threat!

At that time, even if it was a Grandmaster who stood at the pinnacle of the world, they would be hunted down and killed by the Garrison Office!

For martial artists, the Garrison Office had absolute deterrence!

To the point where it made people shudder.

"Do you think I'm afraid to kill you?" Dustin's eyes gradually turned cold.

"I'm just reminding you not to dig your own grave!" Wesley Whitman spoke righteously, "You're young and have achieved so much; it's not easy. With time, I believe you can achieve even greater heights. But if you commit taboos, not only will your future be ruined, but you'll also bring about your own death. Think carefully."

"So, are you going to stop me?" Dustin's expression remained indifferent.

"Understand that I'm giving you a chance. If you leave now, I can promise not to pursue this matter further. But if you insist on being stubborn, then you have only one path to death!" Wesley Whitman said sternly.

In front of so many people, as a General of the Dark Panther Cavalry, he naturally had to display sufficient majesty.

Even though he was being held hostage, he couldn't show any fear.

"Wesley Whitman, I don't want to waste any more words with you. Right now, you only have two choices: die or get lost!" Dustin was getting impatient.

He had said enough, and if there were still people obstructing him, he would have to make an example.

"Kid! Don't challenge my bottom line!" Wesley Whitman gritted his teeth.

"I'll count to three, and after three, if you don't agree to leave, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Dustin said in a deep voice.

"Do you dare!" Wesley Whitman glared at him.

"Two..."

Dustin didn't respond to the provocation and continued to exert pressure.

Wesley Whitman began to struggle frantically, his eyes rolling white.

The fear of death began to creep into his heart.

Several times, he wanted to beg for mercy, but out of pride, he gritted his teeth and held back.

"General Whitman! Hang in there! This kid is just trying to scare you, don't fall for it!" Trent started to encourage him.

"That's right! Your status is noble, he wouldn't dare to mess around!" Jacob quickly chimed in.

"Mr Rhys! General Wesley Whitman commands a hundred thousand troops. If you dare to harm him, it's suicide!" Dylan Harmon roared.

"Two..."

Dustin ignored them and continued to exert pressure.

Wesley Whitman began to tremble all over, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

In a sense, if Wesley Whitman died, it would actually be a good thing for them.

Because once Dustin, the killer, killed Wesley Whitman, he would definitely be pursued by the Dark Panther Cavalry and even attract the attention of the legendary Garrison Office.

By then, they would be able to sleep easy.

"General Whitman! Rest assured, even if you really die, we will avenge you!" Dylan Harmon said righteously.

"Revenge?"

Wesley Whitman's eye twitched a few times, and he almost couldn't help but curse.

People were damn dead, and they were still talking about revenge?

"One..."

As the last count fell, Dustin's eyes suddenly overflowed with murderous intent.

A terrifying chill erupted.

Wesley Whitman shivered all over, feeling that death was imminent, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

At this moment, he was absolutely certain that the person in front of him truly dared to kill him!

"Wait..."
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Chapter 1101: A Difficult Decision

Dustin warned, "I'm afraid you'll be in danger if I don't come back."

He flicked his fingers, and another silver needle shot out.

Caden, who had been struggling just moments ago, was now completely immobilized.

Lily pleaded, "Hey there, young fellow, you're skilled in medicine, right? Could you please help my husband?"

Dustin replied with a hint of regret, "I'm sorry, but my medical skills are limited. I can't compare to Mr. Tanaka. You should seek his assistance."

"Mr. Tanaka?" Lily glanced at the lifeless body in the corner, feeling somewhat embarrassed. If Mr. Tanaka could really cure her husband, he wouldn't have lost his life.

Lily apologized sincerely, "Young man, I apologize for my earlier behavior. I hope you don't take it to heart."

She knew Dustin had abilities, but compared to Mr. Tanaka, he lacked some reputation. At first, she had made an unreasonable decision.

Now that Mr. Tanaka was deceased, Dustin was their only hope.

Shiela looked pitiful and pleaded, "Dustin, my dad has lost his sanity. Please, save him."

Dustin nodded slightly. "I'll help one more time for your sake."

He owed a favor to General Murray and couldn't stand by idly.

"Thank you, Dustin!" Shiela was overjoyed.

Garrett couldn't hold back and tried to sow discord, "Aunt, do you really want Dustin to treat him? Even Mr. Tanaka couldn't help. What makes you think he can?"

Vivian expressed her distrust, "You're right! If we let this guy treat him, who knows what might happen?"

Chase added fuel to the fire, "I'm worried that if this guy causes any harm to Uncle Caden, who will be responsible?"

Lily shook her head and said, "At this point, we have no other choice. His life is at stake."

Garrett emphasized, "Aunt, we should prioritize safety. Letting Uncle risk his life is not the right move."

Vivian earnestly advised, "Yeah, Aunt Lily, even the renowned doctor from the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix couldn't do anything. What can these mediocre doctors from the Dragonmarsh accomplish? Don't be fooled!"

Lily sighed and said, "After saying so much, do any of you have a better idea?"

With that question, everyone fell silent, realizing they had no better alternatives.

Lily's frustration showed as she declared, "Since none of you have a solution, please be quiet and don't disturb Dustin while he treats the patient."

Dustin asked, "Before I begin, I need everyone unrelated to the treatment to leave. It could affect my concentration."

He glanced at Vivian and the others. "Stop staring around; yes, it's all of you. Please leave."

Vivian was taken aback and grew furious, asking, "What? You want us to leave? Who do you think you are to boss us around? You're just a nobody!"

Lily supported Dustin's request with a cold face, saying, "Dustin's request is my request. Do you have any objections?"

Vivian froze, feeling at a loss. She hadn't expected this turn of events. The situation had taken an unexpected twist.

Garrett huffed and finally turned to leave, giving Lily some face.




Chapter 1102: The Treatment

With no flies buzzing around, Dustin, after knocking out Caden with a swift strike, began to focus on the treatment.

Caden's condition was a result of practicing forbidden techniques, causing an overuse of life force, damage to his meridians, and harm to his organs.

The recent altercation with Mr. Tanaka had exacerbated his condition.

At this moment, Caden resembled an overinflated balloon that could burst at any moment if not handled carefully.

Dustin used silver needles to puncture specific acupuncture points, stabilizing his Internal energy and blood first. Then, he used his true Internal energy (Qi) to clear blocked meridians and repair damaged areas.

Further treatment would require medication.

Time passed gradually.

Silver needles fell one by one from Dustin's hands onto Caden's body.

Starting with the head, then the chest, and finally the abdomen, Dustin meticulously inserted the needles, making Caden look like a porcupine.

After the needle treatment, Dustin extended his fingers and lightly flicked them, causing the numerous silver needles to vibrate and rotate. Strands of profound and pure Internal energy followed the needles, rapidly entering Caden's various acupuncture points.

This process continued for about an incense stick's worth of time.

When Dustin's forehead started to sweat slightly, he finally stopped infusing Internal energy.

In the end, he waved his hand and instantly collected all the silver needles.

"Is it over?" Lily asked, her brow furrowing with uncertainty.

Caden still lay on the hospital bed, showing no signs of waking up.

"He was just knocked unconscious. He'll wake up in a while," Dustin assured.

He took out a piece of paper and wrote a prescription, handing it to Lily. "Follow this prescription to gather the herbs. Boil them into three portions and drink them consecutively for seven days. That should lead to a complete recovery."

"Understood," Lily accepted the prescription and glanced at it before instructing someone to gather the herbs.

Dustin added one more serious warning, "One more thing, Caden's condition was caused by practicing Soul-Devouring Technique. He almost lost his life. When he regains consciousness, make sure to advise him not to practice such forbidden arts again. Otherwise, his condition might relapse, and even immortals won't be able to save him."

"I understand. I'll talk to him seriously," Lily nodded earnestly.

"Alright, my task is done. I won't linger here any longer. Farewell," Dustin politely bid farewell and prepared to leave.

"Dustin, I'll walk you out," Shiela hurriedly offered.

"No need. Take good care of your father here. If you have any questions, you can contact me anytime," Dustin replied with a slight smile before turning and exiting the room.

After a while, Garrett and the others returned to the hospital room.

"Aunt, I just saw Dustin leave. Has Uncle's illness been cured?" Garrett inquired cautiously.

"It should be," Lily replied uncertainly.

"If it's cured, why hasn't he woken up yet?" Garrett questioned.

"Aunt, could you have been deceived? That guy is clearly bluffing, knowing his limitations. That's why he made a quick escape," Vivian suggested with a wise look.

"It's very likely! People like this, who deceive for money, stop at nothing!" Chase added indignantly.

"Don't make baseless accusations! Dustin is not a fraud!" Shiela protested, feeling displeased.

"Shiela, you're too naive. You don't understand how wicked people can be," Garrett shook his head.

"Exactly, Shiela, don't let Dustin's smooth talk fool you. If he really had the skills, why didn't he cure Uncle Caden earlier?" Vivian questioned.

"My dad's illness has already been cured. He'll wake up after a short rest," Shiela argued.

"Hmph! Do you really believe this nonsense? If Uncle Caden wakes up today, I'll jump off the hospital roof!" Vivian vowed solemnly.

As soon as she uttered these words, Caden, who had been in a deep slumber, seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes.





Chapter 1103: Doubts Arise

"What?!"

Witnessing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, especially Vivian, who was left completely flabbergasted, wearing a look of disbelief.

Had her words somehow possessed magical powers? Did she speak him into waking up?

"He's awake! My dad is awake!" Shiela cheered and jumped for joy.

"He actually woke up? Could that young man really possess such extraordinary medical skills?" The group exchanged bewildered glances, genuinely surprised.

The fact that a condition that had stumped even Mr. Tanaka had been cured by an unknown youngster was entirely unexpected.

"Vivian, what do you think now? Do you realize how capable Brother Dustin is?" Shiela's gaze shifted toward Vivian, a hint of pride and arrogance in her expression.

"Um..." Vivian felt embarrassed, her neck turning red. She had just vowed to jump off the roof, but it seemed like she had been proven wrong too quickly.

"What happened? How did I get here?"

Caden, puzzled, struggled to sit up, feeling pain all over his body, as if he had been pricked with needles.

As if he had been pricked with needles...

"Father! You were in a life-threatening situation because you were possessed by evil powers. Dustin saved you!" Shiela approached and narrated the events in detail.

After hearing the story, Caden immediately frowned. "Dustin saved me? How is that possible?"

"It's true!" Shiela replied seriously. "If it weren't for Dustin's intervention, you might have already been in your coffin."

"Something's not right; there's something fishy about this."

After careful consideration, Caden suddenly said, "If even Mr. Tanaka couldn't cure my illness, how could that kid Dustin possibly do it? I don't believe he's that capable!"

He and Dustin had a longstanding feud. How could Dustin have saved him?

There must be a conspiracy!

"Dad, the facts are right in front of you. What's so hard to accept?" Shiela furrowed her brows, finding her father somewhat unreasonable.

She felt that her father was being overly skeptical.

"Silly girl, people's hearts are treacherous. You can't just take things at face value."

Caden analyzed with a tone of self-assurance, "I've been practicing martial arts since I was young, and I've always been healthy. How could I suddenly fall seriously ill? If my guess is correct, that kid Dustin must have been up to something!

First, he secretly drugged me, causing me to become seriously ill and nearly die. Then, he appears as a savior, saving my life. From that point on, he becomes a great benefactor of the Murray family, using this opportunity to climb to new heights.

This kid is truly wicked!"

As he spoke, Caden clenched his teeth and was filled with resentment.

Just yesterday, they had a conflict, and now today, he was in this condition. He strongly suspected that Dustin had played a hand in this!

"Dad! You're talking nonsense! Dustin is not that kind of person!" Shiela tried to defend Dustin.

"I think Uncle makes a good point," Garrett chimed in with a serious expression. "We should always be vigilant. A newcomer like Dustin could do anything to secure a better position, even stage a drama."

"That's right! Everything makes sense now. Dustin probably drugged Uncle Caden and then saved him to gain power and prestige. Such a person is truly despicable!" Vivian clenched her teeth, seething with anger.

"He used such a devious method! His heart is filled with malice!"

"This person must be eliminated; there is no place for him in the world!"

One by one, the group expressed their opinions, condemning Dustin as if he were a despicable criminal.






Chapter 1104: Doubts and Opposition

"That's not the deal, folks!" Shiela shook her head, trying to clear the misunderstanding. "Believe me, Dustin is no bad guy. Don't jump to conclusions!"

But her family and friends didn't buy it. Caden, her dad, insisted, "You're too young to see through people. Some hide their true selves well. Only folks like me, with a keen eye, can spot their hidden agendas."

Agreeing with him, others chimed in, warning her, "Don't be fooled by him, Shiela. Dustin clearly has ulterior motives."

However, Shiela remained firm, "I don't believe it! Dustin would never harm anyone!"

Despite her protests, her loved ones continued to doubt Dustin's intentions, which distressed her to the point of tears. She turned to Lily, her mom, for support, "Mom, you saw everything, right? You can vouch for Dustin, can't you?"

Lily tried to mediate, "Could there be some misunderstanding?"

But Caden dismissed her with impatience, "What? Do you think I'm wrong or don't believe me?"

Lily chose to remain silent. She couldn't afford to upset her husband over Dustin, even if she thought he was hasty.

Seeing her daughter's distress, she offered some advice, "Shiela, love can be blinding. Some people are not what they seem. It's crucial to listen to your family and friends."

Frustrated, Shiela said, "You're all wrong! I won't listen to this nonsense!"

Torn between her loved ones and her feelings for Dustin, she felt overwhelmed and rushed out of the room.

After she left, Lily considered chasing after her, but Caden stopped her, "Let her cool down on her own. She needs to learn to grow up and not be so stubborn."

Lily sighed, "I hope she'll come to understand eventually."

In her eyes, love could lead to trouble, and she'd seen too many people get hurt chasing after it recklessly.






Chapter 1105: A Shocking Disappearance

As the night grew darker, Shiela found herself sobbing under a dimly lit streetlamp after running out of the hospital. Her cries echoed, elongating her shadow on the pavement.

She didn't care about Dustin's status or power; she simply liked him for who he was. She couldn't fathom why everyone was against them. Did two people in love really have to be from the same social class?

"Why? Why is this happening?" She whispered to herself in despair.

Suddenly, a black van with fake plates screeched to a halt by the side of the road. The door slid open, and a group of masked men in dark attire swiftly disembarked, surrounding Shiela.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She said cautiously, taking a step back.

"Miss Murray, our master would like to see you. Please come with us," the leader of the masked group said politely with a slight bow, extending a hand as if offering assistance.

"I'm not going anywhere! Get away from me!" Shiela retreated, her guard up.

"Capture her!" the leader ordered with a hand signal. The masked men rushed forward and swiftly tied her up.

"Let go of me! Let go of me now!" Shiela screamed as they forcibly dragged her towards the van.

"Miss Murray, we apologize for this inconvenience, but we must take you with us," the leader said calmly as they bundled her into the van.

With a sudden rev of the engine, the van sped away, leaving behind one of Shiela's kicked-off shoes on the deserted street.

Back at Zypher Lodge, Dustin was enjoying a drink with his comrades from the Kirin Gang. They had been celebrating his appointment as the new head of the Yanlong Hall, a position previously held by Nelson Horst.

Late into the night, Dustin's phone rang abruptly. Answering it, he heard a stranger's voice, "Is this Mr. Dustin? Your girlfriend, Shiela, is in my hands. If you want to ensure her safety, bring the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom (Cherusia) to the North Steel Factory. I'll be waiting. Remember, come alone."

The call ended abruptly, and Dustin received a video shortly afterward. In the video, Shiela was suspended in the air, looking disheveled, surrounded by menacing figures.

After watching the video, Dustin's face darkened. He hadn't expected trouble right after leaving the hospital. It was clear that Shiela's kidnapping had been meticulously planned.

"Continue drinking, I need to take care of something," Dustin said to his companions, his expression turning grave.

As he left the villa, he couldn't help but wonder who could be behind this kidnapping and why they were after the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom (Cherusia).





Chapter 1106: Dustin's Standoff

Inside the abandoned steel factory, Shiela hung there, bound tightly and blindfolded, unconscious after being struck.

Meanwhile, Tatsuharu Nakamura, dressed in fancy attire, savored wine and relished a top-notch steak, displaying an aristocratic aura as he enjoyed his meal.

A burly warrior in red approached and informed Sir Nakamura, "Master, time's ticking, and the target hasn't shown up. Looks like they're too scared."

Tatsuharu Nakamura didn't rush, saying, "Let's wait a bit longer. Dustin has a strong connection with Shiela, and I believe he'll come to her rescue."

One of the warriors suggested, "What if Dustin is reluctant to give up the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom. Should we storm Zypher Lodge and take it by force?"

Tatsuharu Nakamura's face darkened. "That would be foolish. Zypher Lodge hides numerous skilled experts. Even if we succeed, we'd suffer heavy losses. Dragonmarsh warriors' lives can't be compared to our noble warriors of the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix. Their lives are expendable."

"But, Master, Dragonmarsh warriors are weaklings. You're giving them too much credit," the warrior argued, his disdain clear.

Tatsuharu Nakamura's contempt for Dragonmarsh warriors was apparent, considering their history of subjugation for decades.

"While Dragonmarsh warriors may be weak individually, their numbers pose a threat. Even a fierce tiger should beware a pack of wolves," Tatsuharu Nakamura cautioned.

"Understood," the warrior reluctantly agreed, although he still held a condescending view of the Dragonmarsh warriors.

Moments later, Dustin's cold and indifferent voice echoed, seemingly coming from all directions.

"Who's there?" The group became alert, scanning their surroundings.

Tap, tap, tap... accompanied by faint footsteps, a tall figure emerged from the darkness.

It was Dustin, who had arrived just in time.

"Mr. Dustin, you've finally come. We've been waiting for you," Tatsuharu Nakamura greeted him with a polite smile.

"Who are you people?" Dustin looked around.

Around the factory, about twenty to thirty people were hidden, with five of them being experts at the innate level, while the rest were at the pinnacle of inner strength.

This force was formidable enough to challenge the aristocratic families in the provincial capital.

"I am Tatsuharu Nakamura. It's a pleasure to meet you," Tatsuharu Nakamura replied with a slight nod.

"Sir Nakamura? You're from the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix?" Dustin quickly deduced.

"Correct."

Tatsuharu Nakamura didn't mince words. "I've heard that you possess a Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom. I'm interested in acquiring it. I'm willing to pay a substantial sum. I hope you can bear to part with it."

"Dragonmarsh people speak nicely, but unfortunately, I can't give it to you," Dustin replied firmly.

"What? Mr. Dustin, do you think I can't afford it? Just name your price, and I won't haggle," Tatsuharu Nakamura offered.

"I detest being threatened. Your method of luring me here has crossed my boundaries. Therefore, no matter how much you offer, I won't sell it to you," Dustin declared coldly.

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing Dustin's words, Tatsuharu Nakamura's expression darkened, though he soon forced a smile. "Mr. Dustin, I admit that I handled this matter poorly. I'm willing to apologize to you. As long as you're willing to sell me the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom, everything can be negotiated."

"It seems you still haven't understood. I'll say it once more: You don't have the qualifications to possess the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom. Even if I were to feed it to my dog, I still wouldn't sell it to you!" Dustin stated firmly.

With these words, Tatsuharu Nakamura's face instantly turned grim.





Chapter 1107: Dustin's Fury

"Go to hell!" The red-clad warrior couldn't contain his anger and drew the katana from his waist, showing clear intentions of attacking.

"Mr. Dustin, we have a saying in our nation: 'A wise man knows when to yield.' Hand over the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom, and I'll release both of you. If you dare to refuse, there's only one way out—death!" Tatsuharu Nakamura threatened.

"Just because of you are many, you think you can kill me? Do you have that ability?" Dustin sneered.

"You don't believe it? You can try." Tatsuharu Nakamura snapped his fingers.

"Kill!" The red-clad warrior responded and immediately approached Dustin with his katana, his lips curled in a contemptuous smile. "You Dragonmarsh people are all weaklings, only good at boasting. Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"What did you just say?" Dustin's face turned cold, and his murderous intent surged.

About eighty years ago, the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix did indeed have the upper hand in Dragonmarsh for a period. At that time, Dragonmarsh had just experienced a war, was weakened, and considered inferior, earning them the derogatory title of ‘East Empire weaklings.'

Although Dragonmarsh had since risen to power after decades of development, that period of humiliation was unforgettable.

Hearing that shameful label again, any hot-blooded man would find it intolerable.

"Oh? Getting angry, are you?" The red-clad warrior chuckled. "You Dragonmarsh people are forever destined to be beneath us. Eighty years ago, it was the same, and it remains so now. You're all inferior races, the lowest of the low, like slaves. You should kneel before us, begging for mercy. While you may be beneath us, I must admit, your women are incredibly beautiful. After I kill this 'Eastern weakling,' I'll go and enjoy your woman. No, I'll take her in front of you and humiliate her! Hahaha…"

As he spoke, the red-clad warrior burst into boisterous laughter.

He was extremely arrogant, thoroughly insolent.

The surrounding black-clad warriors joined in the laughter, their faces filled with pride and self-satisfaction.

In their eyes, the lowly Dragonmarsh warriors couldn't compare to the noble warriors of the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix.

"You—really looking for death!"

Watching the warriors laugh recklessly, Dustin's fury flared, and he was brimming with killing intent.

In an instant, his body shot forward like a bullet, his fist aimed at the red-clad warrior.

"Die!" The red-clad warrior roared, drawing his katana and slashing down heavily toward Dustin's head.

His katana was forged for elite warriors, capable of cutting through steel like butter. Moreover, it was longer than his opponent's body, while Dustin was unarmed—charging in like this was equivalent to seeking death.

"Clang!"

The red-clad warrior's katana struck Dustin's head with full force.

However, to everyone's astonishment, Dustin remained unscathed, and it was the katana, made of high-quality steel, that shattered into two pieces.

"What?!" The red-clad warrior's pupils constricted in shock, his expression filled with disbelief.

He had never dreamed that a human head could be tougher than a sword.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound.

Before the red-clad warrior could react, Dustin's fist pierced through his chest.





Chapter 1108: The Unseen Power

Dustin's fist struck the red-clad warrior's chest and exited through his back, leaving a trail of spilled blood.

"Ugh..."

The red-clad warrior froze, stunned. He lowered his head, looking at the fist that had pierced through him, disbelief written all over his face.

Weren't people from Dragonmarsh considered weaklings in East Empire?

Weren't Dragonmarsh warriors thought to be a bunch of pushovers?

Why?

Why was this guy in front of him so incredibly powerful?

With shock, fear, and frustration, the red-clad warrior ultimately collapsed to the ground, meeting his end with bitterness.

"You asked for it!"

Dustin, his face cold and still seething, didn't hold back his anger. He delivered a heavy kick to the head of the fallen red-clad warrior.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion echoed through the area.

The red-clad warrior's head burst like a watermelon, leaving nothing intact.

Dustin had always been swift in dispatching his foes, never one to indulge in postmortem cruelty. However, the red-clad warrior's words had thoroughly enraged him.

"Surprised?"

Seeing this scene, Nakamura's complexion couldn't help but change. He hadn't expected Dustin to be this powerful, and the red-clad warrior's strength was comparable to that of Dragonmarsh's top martial artists.

Such a formidable adversary had been defeated with a single punch, which was truly astonishing.

"Get him!"

Witnessing their comrade's death, the warriors from the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix drew their swords, and among them, four red-clad warriors were all experts in their own right.

Adding to that, there were more than twenty peak Inner Energy practitioners, their aura brimming with power.

"Kill him!"

Without hesitation, Nakamura issued a command to attack with deadly intent. Their initial plan of capturing Dustin alive seemed unfeasible now.

When facing genuine experts, one had to go all out, or there would be a risk of failure.

"Attack!"

The warriors brandished their swords and charged at Dustin.

Dustin stomped his foot, and a katana lying by a corpse sprung into his hand with precision.

"You're all going down!"

Dustin showed no mercy, wielding the katana with one hand and delivering a sweeping strike.

"Swoosh!"

A white blade aura shot out like a gigantic scythe, slashing towards the oncoming foes.

The black-clothed warriors at the front hadn't even reacted before the blade aura pierced through them.

The four red-clad warriors reacted swiftly, raising their swords to block.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

Amidst the sound of clashing steel, the red-clad warriors' swords were instantly severed, and Dustin's blade aura continued unabated, easily passing through all four.

Finally, with a resounding "Bang," it demolished a wall.

The warriors struck by the blade aura stood motionless, as if petrified, unable to move.

In the next moment, copious amounts of blood sprayed out as their bodies were cleanly bisected at the waist, completely separating their upper and lower halves.

They collapsed to the ground, lifeless and in pieces.

"A single strike?!"

Nakamura was left dumbfounded, his face filled with shock.

Just one strike had taken down over twenty formidable warriors.





Chapter 1109: Confrontation of Truth

Nakamura: Is this guy some kind of monster?!!

Dustin: "It's your turn!"

Dustin suddenly raised his head, his piercing gaze fixed on Nakamura, who was trembling with fear.

Nakamura: "Mr. Dustin, let's talk this out. There's no need for violence. I'll return your woman to you, and I'll leave immediately. I promise I won't appear before you again," Nakamura stammered, trying to appease Dustin.

He had carefully planned everything, preparing over twenty powerful warriors, but they couldn't withstand a single strike from Dustin. This man was terrifying!

Dustin: "From the moment you kidnapped her, your fate was sealed. It's too late for these words now," Dustin said, his expression unwavering, as he slowly raised his sword.

Garrett: "Stop!"

At that moment, a furious shout echoed at the doorway.

"You arrived just in time. These Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix people intended to kidnap Shiela and harm her. You should arrest them and deal with them accordingly," Dustin pointed to the bodies on the ground.

Garrett: "Shut up! You have no say here!"

Garrett's eyes narrowed, then he turned his gaze to Nakamura, looking surprised. "Nakamura, what are you doing here?"

Nakamura: "Garrett, it's you?" Nakamura was taken aback. He had met Garrett during their study abroad days, and though they weren't close friends, they had a decent rapport.

"Nakamura, what brings you here?" Garrett asked, perplexed.

"I...," Nakamura stuttered, momentarily at a loss for words. He couldn't admit to his actions, as it would mean certain death.

"He won't talk, so I'll tell you," Dustin interjected. "Nakamura kidnapped Shiela, had malicious intentions, and deserves punishment. Arrest him and interrogate him thoroughly to see if he has any accomplices."

"Hmm?" Garrett furrowed his brow.

"Garrett, this seems like a misunderstanding. Don't listen to his baseless accusations!" Nakamura began to defend himself, realizing that he couldn't confess now, as it would spell certain doom.

"Nakamura, whether it's true or not, I'll investigate and make sure to reach a fair conclusion. I promise that I won't wrong an innocent person or let a guilty one go free," Garrett said, his face stern.

Dustin: "Evidence, you say?"

Dustin raised an eyebrow. "Do we need evidence when the facts are right in front of us?"

"I just walked in here and don't know anything. Now, I'm asking you, do you have any evidence?" Garrett said with a composed expression.

Dustin: "Not enough?"

Dustin grabbed Nakamura and pulled out a cellphone from his pocket. After unlocking it and browsing for a moment, he quickly found the video of Nakamura threatening Shiela.

"Look carefully. This is a video taken by Nakamura, containing clear evidence. Now, who's the villain and who's the hero? Isn't it obvious enough?" Dustin demanded.

Seeing this, Nakamura turned pale in an instant.

With irrefutable evidence now at hand, there was no room for denial.

Garrett: "Let me see..."

Garrett took the phone, carefully examining it. Soon, he furrowed his brow and grew serious.

After a moment, it seemed he had reached a conclusion. He took a deep breath and, pretending to stay calm, said, "What kidnapping video? It's obviously fake. I warn you not to spout nonsense and slander Nakamura, or I won't be lenient with you!"

As he spoke, he exerted force and crushed the phone.

This was undoubtedly an attempt to destroy evidence!




Chapter 1110: A Shocking Betrayal

Dustin: "Hmm?"

Watching the crushed phone, Dustin furrowed his brow, and his face darkened instantly.

He hadn't expected Garrett to take such action, openly destroying evidence and shielding Nakamura in front of everyone. Did he treat Dustin as if he were invisible?

At this moment, even Nakamura was baffled. With evidence right before his eyes, he had thought he was done for. Yet, Garrett's unexpected intervention had caught him off guard.

"Nakamura, you don't need to worry. With me here, no one can harm you today," Garrett said firmly, coming to Nakamura's defense.

Garrett didn't care about Shiela being kidnapped, but if he could use this opportunity to gain favor with Nakamura, it would be a wise choice. After all, the Sir Nakamura family ranked among the top ten in the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix.

"With you, Garrett, as my advocate, I feel at ease," Nakamura quickly responded.

Since Garrett had proactively shown goodwill, Nakamura decided to go along with it, accepting this favor.

Dustin: "Garrett, it seems like you're going to collude with Nakamura?"

Dustin's expression turned frosty. He had captured the culprit, provided evidence, and now, Garrett not only failed to punish the wrongdoer but also deliberately twisted the truth and shielded him. Moreover, Garrett had gone as far as destroying evidence. Such a despicable and servile act was an affront to the reputation of the Garrett family.

Garrett: "Dustin, you have no evidence, yet you dare to slander Nakamura. You truly have the audacity!"

Garrett retorted, "Furthermore, I have reason to suspect that the video you just showed is a fabricated piece of evidence. You are the true kidnapper of Shiela!"

"Are you blind? Can't you see the bodies of all these Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors?" Dustin couldn't help but curse.

This guy not only protected the guilty party but also turned the tables, even going so far as to destroy evidence.

Such base and shameless behavior was absolutely outrageous!

Garrett: "Hmph! Nakamura and the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors came here to rescue Shiela and promote friendship between our nations. However, you, upon being exposed, react with anger and kill Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors. Now, you are the culprit in the eyes of both nations!"

Garrett spoke righteously, skillfully placing a colossal accusation squarely on Dustin's shoulders.

Dustin: "Hehe... What a master of deception, twisting right and wrong."

Dustin couldn't help but laugh. "Garrett, as a legitimate heir of the Garrett family, you should have more integrity and courage than an average person. However, you'd rather serve as a lapdog for the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix. Your kind is a disgrace to the Murray family's reputation!"

"Impudent!"

"Outrageous!"

With these words, people angrily berated Dustin.

They glared at him with righteous indignation.

"Bastard! We always knew you weren't a good person, but we never expected you to kidnap Shiela! You're worse than an animal!"

"Exactly! If it weren't for Mr. Sir Nakamura's timely intervention, Shiela might have already been violated by you, you beast!"

"Vile scum! You should be captured and severely punished! People like you deserve harsh torture!"

The group of young men and women expressed their outrage, unequivocally assuming Dustin's guilt.

Dustin: "Garrett! You conspire with villains, distort the truth, and shield criminals! Your behavior is an affront to the Garrett family's honor."

"Dustin! You are hereby ordered to surrender immediately and apologize to Nakamura. Otherwise, you will face the consequences!" Garrett declared coldly.

A powerless nobody, what else could he do but bow down to those in power?

Dustin: "Garrett, I underestimated your despicable nature."

Dustin's icy gaze swept over everyone, and he finally settled on Garrett. "Seeing how skilled you are at this, it's clear that this isn't your first time. Unfortunately for you, you picked the wrong person to cross today. Do you think a few words can frame me, or do you believe you can stand up to me?"

Garrett: "What's this? You dare to resist?"

Garrett's expression darkened, and he spoke with authority.
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Chapter 1111 Hostage of Pride

Garrett chuckled coldly, "Open your eyes wide and look around. They're all my people. If you dare to act out, I guarantee you'll be riddled with bullets like a hornet's nest!"

"Dustin, bullets don't discriminate, so why don't you surrender gracefully?" smugly said Nakamura.

The people from the Dragonmarsh still had their old habits, always bickering amongst themselves. Of course, this was the situation he hoped to see.

"Dustin, if you don't want to die, you better surrender right now, or you'll regret it!" gloated Vivian and her crew.

"Garrett, you're playing with fire," warned Dustin with a stern face. "In respect to the old general, I don't want to harm anyone. If you all leave now, I can pretend nothing happened. But if you insist on protecting the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix folks, don't blame me for not being polite."

"Not polite? Haha..." Garrett chuckled, looking at Dustin like he was a fool. "Dustin, what do you think you are? You dare threaten me here? Believe me, with just a word from me, I can make you disappear!"

After saying that, he lightly snapped his fingers. The next second, all the armed soldiers behind him immediately aimed their guns at Dustin.

"Now, I command you to kneel!" Garrett said arrogantly, raising his head and pointing down, as if he had everything under control.

"What did you say?" Dustin replied expressionlessly.

"Are you deaf? I told you to kneel..." Garrett's words were cut short as Dustin suddenly reached out and grabbed his face, lifting it up. Garrett's face contorted like it was covered by a giant spider's web, and his words were all muffled.

Because of the force used, his whole face became distorted.

"Damn!" the crowd exclaimed in shock and then grew furious. However, no one dared to act recklessly while Garrett was being held hostage.

"I can take your life as easily as picking something from my pocket. What makes you think you can make me kneel?" Dustin held Garrett with one hand, his eyes cold and frightening.

Sometimes, the enemy wasn't to blame, because of differing perspectives. The real culprits were those who worshipped foreigners and bowed to them.

"Dustin! You're committing a crime and provoking the General's reataliation" Garrett threatened with a pained expression. "I warn you, release me now, or you'll pay with your life!"

"As a descendant of the General's family, you're nothing but a spineless wimp. You really bring shame to your family. Since your father failed to teach you, I'll educate you myself!" Dustin said as he suddenly punched Garrett in the abdomen.

Garrett let out a miserable scream, curling up like a shrimp, and the dinner he had just eaten came right back out. But just as it reached his mouth, Dustin's hand forcefully pushed it back in.

Unable to swallow or vomit it out, he coughed violently, his face turning red, clearly in great discomfort.

"I... I'll kill you! I'll definitely kill you!" Garrett hissed through clenched teeth, his face contorted in hatred, nothing like the calm and composed demeanor he had before.

"Is that so?" Dustin sneered, one hand still holding Garrett's face while the other relentlessly delivered punches to his abdomen, like beating a drum.

One punch after another, hammering his stomach relentlessly, Garrett screamed in agony, convulsing and even losing control of his bladder.

He had completely lost his composure.






Chapter 1112 Cousin's Conundrum

"Stop!"

Just as Dustin was brutally beating Garrett, a melodious shout suddenly rang out from behind.

Dustin turned around to see that Shiela had regained consciousness, her small face showing a mix of shock and disbelief. She hadn't expected to wake up to such a scene, and she couldn't understand why her cousin, Dustin, was beating up her cousin, Garrett.

"Dustin, what are you doing?" Shiela furrowed her brow, looking somewhat perplexed.

"Garrett distorted the truth and sided with the enemy. I'm just teaching him a lesson on behalf of the old general, so he doesn't go down the wrong path and harm himself and others," Dustin explained plainly.

"Nonsense!" Vivian immediately countered, "Shiela, Dustin here kidnapped you, and we rushed to rescue you. But he turned the tables and assaulted your cousin. Look at him, see what he's turned your cousin into!"

"Exactly! This guy is treacherous. After we exposed his true colors, he got furious, started a fight, and even threatened to capture me. He's utterly despicable!" added Chase.

"Dustin, is what they're saying true?" Shiela looked puzzled.

"Shiela, do you think I'm that kind of person?" Dustin asked in return.

"No, you don't seem like it," Shiela shook her head and then asked, "But why did you beat up Garrett so?"

"Nakamura from the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix kidnapped you and used you to threaten me. After I dealt with the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix's warriors, Garrett and his men arrived. This guy, in his effort to please the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix, not only shielded Nakamura but also turned against me, accusing me falsely and even threatening to arrest me. Shouldn't someone like that receive a lesson?" Dustin explained the whole situation in one breath, concluding with a question.

"This..." Shiela was momentarily speechless.

If what Dustin said was true, then her cousin had indeed acted outrageously.

"Shiela! Please don't be fooled by him. He's lying!" Garrett, enduring the pain, shouted, "He kidnapped you, and we caught him red-handed. That's why he attacked me. This guy is a hypocrite!"

As this statement came out, Shiela wavered again.

Her cousin had always been upright and of excellent character. It didn't make sense for him to engage in such tarnishing activities.

What had really happened?

"Shiela, whether it's true or not, you can judge for yourself by looking at the bodies on the ground," Dustin calmly stated. "Those are the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors who kidnapped you. I believe you may have seen some of them before; their tattoos are identical to those on the bodies of these warriors. So, is it true or not? You can decide."

Hearing this, Shiela carefully examined the scene and indeed recognized some familiar tattoos on the corpses. Although the kidnappers had covered their faces when they abducted her, she had seen a few of these tattoos before. It seemed these Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors were indeed the kidnappers.

"Garrett, these Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors do seem to be the kidnappers. What's going on?" Shiela furrowed her brow, looking at Garrett.

"Shiela! Don't be confused!" Garrett had a determined look. "These Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix warriors were all hired by Dustin. He orchestrated this whole act, deliberately having you kidnapped, and then he appeared as the savior to win your favor. This guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

At this, Dustin couldn't help but sneer, "Garrett, you have no shame. You're making baseless accusations against me. But what about Nakamura behind you? What role does he play in all of this?"

He had thought that Garrett was cunning, but he didn't expect him to be so shameless, blatantly lying.

"Humph! Nakamura is the last surviving witness!" Garrett said confidently. "You paid Nakamura to arrange the kidnapping, and now you want to eliminate the evidence by killing him. You're despicable!"

With that, he gave a meaningful look to Nakamura.








Chapter 1113: The Confrontation

The latter, with a slight pause, quickly responded, filled with admiration.

"Miss Shiela, I apologize for any offense earlier. However, the kidnapping was all funded by Dustin. If I had known Miss Shiela's identity, I would never have dared to offend."

Nakamura bowed deeply, showing a sincere apology.

"Shiela, did you hear that? Now there's solid evidence. Dustin is the real villain!" Garrett added.

"That's right! I can testify; it's all Dustin's scheming!" Vivian chimed in.

"I can vouch for it too! This guy is cunning and ruthless, willing to do anything to get ahead!" Chase joined in agreement.

"We can all testify! Dustin is a murderer trying to cover his tracks!"

At this moment, everyone joined in the condemnation, their voices echoing loudly.

With dozens of mouths speaking one after another, they could make black appear white.

Shiela was left stunned, utterly bewildered.

Already lacking a strong opinion, she now had no idea whom to believe.

"Shiela, every word I've spoken is the truth, without a hint of falsehood," Dustin said seriously.

"Shiela, I'm your cousin, your close blood relative. Would I ever lie to you?" Garrett spoke earnestly.

"Shiela, think carefully. Why would I kidnap you?" Dustin implored.

"Shiela, you've known me for so many years. When have I ever lied to you?" Chase added.

"Shiela, stay calm and think. Don't let anyone deceive you."

"Shiela, are you going to believe a stranger over your own cousin?"

"..."

Dustin and Garrett exchanged heated words, each refusing to yield.

"Stop, please stop!" Shiela covered her ears, crouching on the ground, her face filled with conflict and pain.

She couldn't tell what was true anymore and didn't know whom to trust.

One was her cousin, whom she had grown up with, and the other was Dustin, who had helped her multiple times.

She just didn't know how to choose.

"Shiela..."

Dustin was about to speak words of comfort when Garrett, who had regained his mobility, suddenly drew a knife from behind and viciously stabbed at Dustin.

"Die!"

Garrett grinned wickedly as he thrust the knife toward Dustin's chest.

As long as he killed the man before him, who cared who was right or wrong among the dozens of voices?

But "clang!" The tip of the knife, after piercing through Dustin's clothes, was blocked by Dustin's protective aura, unable to penetrate even slightly.

"What?" Garrett froze, his face full of astonishment.

His knife was as sharp as it could be, so how could it not pierce through flesh?

"You're asking for it!"

Dustin's eyes turned icy as he unleashed a powerful punch into Garrett's abdomen.

"Thud!"

A muffled sound.

Garrett was sent flying more than ten meters away, crashing heavily into a wall and leaving a dent.

He spat out blood from his mouth, hanging on the brink of death.






Chapter 1114: Unforeseen Turbulence

"Bang!"

The sudden commotion startled everyone, leaving them in shock. They followed the noise and saw Garrett hanging on the wall, his upper body deeply embedded in the wall, with only his hands and feet protruding outside. Blood sprayed from his nose and mouth, an appalling sight.

"Garrett, young Lord!"

"Young Lord!"

After a momentary daze, the faces of those present turned pale. They rushed forward, pulled Garrett out of the wall, and administered first aid with urgency.

"You, with the Mr Rhys! How dare you harm the Murray family's young Lord? You have some audacity!" Vivian exclaimed, a mixture of astonishment and anger.

"Dustin! If anything happens to Young Lord Garrett, you won't escape with just your life!" Chase threatened sternly.

"Are you all blind? It was clearly Garrett who launched a sneak attack. I was merely defending myself," Dustin stated coldly.

"I didn't see anything except you attacking someone. I warn you to surrender immediately, or you'll have nowhere to rest in peace!" Vivian's expression carried a hint of malevolence.

"That's right! Surrender immediately!" Chase echoed.

"Idiots."

Dustin snorted dismissively, not bothering to engage further.

Garrett initiated the attack, and had Dustin not reacted swiftly, activating his protective aura in advance, that blade would have struck a fatal blow.

Although martial masters were impervious to blades and bullets, the prerequisite was having a protective aura. Without it, their physical bodies couldn't withstand sharp weapons.

"Shiela, did you witness what just happened? This guy lacks martial ethics; he attacked your cousin without provocation, intending to eliminate him!" Vivian began to incite emotions.

"Yes, Shiela! Dustin is scheming and malicious. Your cousin merely argued logically, and he resorted to ruthless violence. It's utterly despicable!" Chase continued to fan the flames.

"Dustin..."

Shiela was dumbfounded, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Why? Why did you harm someone?"

No matter how you looked at it, Garrett was her cousin, and Dustin's attack was intended to take a life.

It was simply too ruthless!

"Shiela, it was Garrett who attacked me first. My response was purely instinctual," Dustin explained.

By this time, the knife Garrett had used was discreetly taken by Vivian.

"He attacked you?"

Shiela scrutinized Dustin but found no signs of injury. Disappointment filled her eyes. "Dustin, are you still lying to me? Do you think I'm so gullible that I can be easily deceived? Yes, I might be naive, but my eyesight is still intact! If you had no ulterior motives, why would you resort to violence? I've always believed you were a good person and trusted you. But why? Why did you lie to me?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in Shiela's eyes.

She had hesitated to believe it before, still clinging to hope. However, she had witnessed Dustin's attack firsthand.

Now, she had to question his motives.

Could it be that, as her father had claimed, Dustin had approached her solely to advance within the General's household? Were their prior encounters and his acts of saving lives all an act? Were they part of a hidden agenda?

"Shiela, what are you saying?"

Dustin furrowed his brows slightly, his tone serious. "I have never lied to you, nor have I ever considered you foolish. I genuinely regarded you as a friend."

"Friend?"







Chapter 1115: The Unraveling Trust

Shiela chuckled self-deprecatingly. "If you truly considered me a friend, why did you harm my cousin? Why did you kidnap me? Why did you do all these things?"

"I..." Dustin was momentarily tongue-tied. He had explained the situation twice, but it was evident that Shiela didn't believe him. Or perhaps, she already saw him as a criminal. No matter how he explained or proved himself now, it wouldn't make a difference. Once the seed of doubt was sown, trust was irrevocably lost. He had learned this lesson long ago.

"What's the matter? Can't find the words? Realizing you're in the wrong?"

"It seems my father was right. Your previous actions were all fake, all with ulterior motives, all for your own gain!"

"I thought you were someone special, unlike those ordinary people who crave vanity."

"But now I see I was wrong, terribly wrong."

"You're no different from those who intentionally got close to me. You're just better at disguising yourself, better at deceiving people."

"You've fooled me, a naive fool, made me unable to distinguish the truth, and nearly turned me against my family!"

"Dustin! I hate you! I hate you!"

Shiela almost shouted the last sentence, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. She had approached Dustin with sincerity, believing she would receive the same in return, but all she got was deception.

She couldn't understand what she had done wrong.

In the face of her accusations, Dustin first seemed surprised, then shook his head with a faint smile. He knew that Shiela had already made her choice. When it came to family versus friends, she had chosen family. That was understandable, so there was no point in getting angry.

"Miss Murray, I'm sorry to have disappointed you," Dustin said without explaining or defending himself further. His gaze gradually turned cold. "Actually, you're right. I am someone who craves vanity, just an ordinary person. But I have never lied to you. Of course, that doesn't matter anymore."

"I have nothing else to say to you. I just hope you'll be more cautious in the future and be careful of the people around you. Otherwise, you might end up in trouble."

"Now that you're safe, I've fulfilled my duty to General Murray. Your future path is up to you alone. No one can help you."

"Take care of yourself. Goodbye."

With those words, Dustin turned and walked away without any hesitation, and the powerful pressure emanating from him forced everyone to make way for him.

"Dustin..."

As she watched Dustin's departing figure, Shiela suddenly felt anxious. She reached out her hand as if to stop him but didn't know how to say what was on her mind.

She had a vague premonition that she might have missed something important.

The relationship between the two, which had finally been brought closer, was completely shattered in this moment. From now on, they would become strangers.

"Shiela, I've told you before, Dustin is not a good person. Now that you've seen his true colors, it's finally clear. Keep your distance from him in the future. This kind of trash is not worthy of you!" Vivian added fuel to the fire.

"That's right, Shiela. Luckily, you've realized it in time. Otherwise, if you continue to be deceived by him, you'll definitely regret it. You saw it just now; this guy was willing to commit murder in public. He's simply evil!" Chase continued to provoke.

"Sigh..."

Shiela sighed lightly, her expression complex. Although she felt a bit upset, she ultimately restrained herself. In the end, the difference between them was too great. Even without these events, they couldn't have had a deep connection. They simply belonged to different worlds.







Chapter 1116: The Agonizing Wait

"Young Lord! Wake up!"

A cry of alarm interrupted Shiela's thoughts. She turned to see that Garrett, who had been severely injured, had fallen into unconsciousness.

"Garrett!" Shiela was taken aback and quickly rushed to check on his condition.

Dustin's punch had distorted Garrett's abdomen, and he lay there on the brink of death.

"That damn Dustin, how dare he injure Young Lord Garrett like this? He's gone too far!" Vivian gritted her teeth.

"If that guy hadn't run away so quickly, I would've killed him!" Chase vented his anger.

They couldn't win in a fight against him, but that didn't stop them from expressing their anger.

"Quick! Rush him to the hospital!"

Seeing the dire situation, Shiela immediately called for help and had Garrett taken to the Blue Hills Hospital.

At the hospital, doctors and nurses worked tirelessly to save his life.

It wasn't until late at night that Garrett finally stabilized.

If Dustin hadn't held back and left a glimmer of hope, he would have died long ago.

At this moment, in the special ward...

Garrett lay in a coma, his face as pale as paper.

Caden and the others waited anxiously by his side, their expressions grim.

Recently, there had been too many accidents involving the Murray family.

First, Morgan was kicked by a horse, then Caden was injured and hospitalized, and now it was Garrett's turn.

What was crucial was that all these accidents seemed to have Dustin's shadow behind them.

"Garrett! How is he?"

At this moment, Max rushed into the ward, his face haggard.

After a busy day, he had just rested, but now he heard the bad news about his son.

"Big brother, don't be too worried. Garrett has already passed the critical stage." Caden tried to reassure him.

"Who? Who did this to my son?!" Max gritted his teeth.

As the head of the Murray family, he was almost unrivaled in the entire Millsburg.

Whoever dared to harm his son was truly seeking death.

"It's Dustin."

Caden didn't hide anything. "That kid has no respect for his superiors, and he even severely injured Garrett. He completely disregarded our Murray family!"

"Dustin?"

Max's face darkened. "That damn beast! He harmed my daughter before, and now he's injured my son. I'll make sure he's torn to pieces!"

His daughter had just been admitted to the hospital yesterday, and now his son was in the same situation.

Facing such a double blow, his anger was boundless.

"Big brother, please calm down. What I'm saying is for your own good."

Caden had a serious expression. "Don't forget, tomorrow is our father's birthday. Although it doesn't need to be celebrated grandly, there will definitely be many guests coming and going. If you make a big fuss now, it will not only damage the family's reputation but also put you in a difficult position in front of our father."

At these words, Max immediately furrowed his brows.

While he was eager to tear Dustin apart, it was indeed not suitable to cause a commotion on such an important occasion.

The birthday celebration of their father was of utmost importance to the Murray family, and countless eyes were watching.

If news of today's events were to spread, it would not only damage the family's prestige but also incur their father's displeasure.

"Young brother, you've said so much. Do you have any good suggestions?" Max asked.

"Use the power of Murray family, but it's best not to arouse suspicion. In my opinion, it's better to seek help from the Martial Alliance."

Caden lowered his voice. "The Martial Alliance has many hidden experts, and if we spend some money, we can easily deal with that kid. Why not take advantage of it? We don't need to do it ourselves."

"What do you mean?" Max asked, his interest piqued.

"If we handle it ourselves, we might attract unnecessary attention and trouble. But if we ask the Martial Alliance for help, it will be more discreet. We can use their strength to deal with Dustin, and our Murray family won't be directly involved," Caden explained.

"That makes sense. Let's do that then."

Max nodded in agreement. If they handled it themselves, it might indeed cause unnecessary trouble. Using the Martial Alliance to deal with Dustin was a more prudent choice.







Chapter 1117: A Bold Entrance

Max nodded thoughtfully. "Alright, I'll leave this matter to you. Find a few formidable experts and get rid of Dustin for me!"

Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Matters that could be resolved with money didn't require their direct involvement.

"No problem."

Caden curled his lips. After all, it was Max's order. If anything went wrong, he could avoid blame from their father.

...

The next day, in the morning.

In front of the General Murray's Residence, it was exceptionally lively.

Guests came and went, and the scene was bustling.

Today was General Murray's birthday.

Although he had retired from the political stage, he had once been a powerful figure, with unrivaled influence.

His disciples and students were spread across the world.

Looking across the entire Balermo region, no one dared to disrespect or disobey him.

However, General Murray had always kept a low profile and disliked extravagance. Therefore, every time he celebrated his birthday, he only invited a few close friends and relatives.

Of course, there were always some uninvited guests.

At this moment, at the entrance of the General Murray's Residence...

A black sedan slowly pulled up.

The car door opened, and Dustin stepped out with Cornelius, holding a congratulatory gift in his hands.

"Young Lord, last night you nearly beat Garrett to death, and today you're here to congratulate Murray's birthday. Aren't you afraid that the Murray family will turn their backs on you?" Cornelius couldn't help but ask.

The General Murray's Residence was heavily guarded, not unlike a tiger's den or a dragon's lair. Once you entered, it was not easy to leave.

"General Murray is a reasonable person. Right and wrong are clear, I believe he should understand." Dustin said indifferently.

Although he had beaten Garrett, it did not prevent him from congratulating General Murray on his birthday.

"Hopefully, that's the case." Cornelius said with a solemn expression.

If General Murray was reasonable, that would be the best. What they were most afraid of was that he would value his grandson too much and act unreasonably.

By then, they would be walking into a trap.

"Let's go in."

Dustin didn't waste any time and handed over the invitation. Then, he walked into the General Murray's Residence with Cornelius.

The guests who could enter the General Murray's Residence were not many, but each one was a prominent figure.

Either they were high-ranking officials in the court, wealthy tycoons in the city, or local officials.

Today's seemingly ordinary banquet was actually the gathering of the top figures in Balermo.

"Hmm?"

As soon as Dustin entered the banquet hall, he bumped into several familiar faces.

They were none other than Shiela, Vivian, Chase, and others.

They had been chatting and laughing, but as soon as they met Dustin at the entrance, they froze in place.

"You... why are you here?"

Shiela was stunned for a moment.

Ever since she and Dustin had a falling out last night, she had been feeling empty inside and had almost stayed up all night.

Seeing him suddenly, she felt at a loss for words.

"Dustin! You have the audacity to show up at the General Murray's Residence after almost beating Garrett to death yesterday! Aren't you afraid that the Murray family will disown you?" Vivian scolded angrily.

"Is that so?!"

Max's face darkened. "That damn beast! He harmed my daughter before, and now he's injured my son. I'll make sure he's torn to pieces!"

His daughter had just been admitted to the hospital yesterday, and now his son was in the same situation.

Facing such a double blow, his anger was boundless.

"Big brother, please calm down. What I'm saying is for your own good."

Caden had a serious expression. "Don't forget, it is our father's birthday. Although it doesn't need to be celebrated grandly, there will definitely be many guests coming and going. If you make a big fuss now, it will not only damage the family's reputation but also put you in a difficult position in front of our father."

At these words, Max immediately furrowed his brows.

While he was eager to tear Dustin apart, it was indeed not suitable to cause a commotion on such an important occasion.

The birthday celebration of their father was of utmost importance to the Murray family, and countless eyes were watching.

If news of today's events were to spread, it would not only damage the family's prestige but also incur their father's displeasure.





Chapter 1118: A Showdown at the General Murray's Residence

"I've come to congratulate General Murray on his birthday. I don't want trouble, so please step aside," Dustin said calmly in response to the threats and insults.

"Congratulate him? Hmph! Are you even qualified?" Vivian sneered. "What kind of person are you? What gives you the right to congratulate General Murray? If it weren't for Shiela's face, do you think you could enter the General Murray's Residence? Stop dreaming!"

"That's right! Look around with your big eyes. Among the people here to congratulate General Murray, who isn't an important figure? You, a lowly insurance salesman, what qualifications do you have to stand with us?" Chase added disdainfully.

Shiela remained silent, gazing at Dustin with mixed emotions on her face. The events of last night had already strained their relationship, and the sight of Garrett lying in the hospital bed filled her with resentment.

"I advise you not to underestimate others," Dustin replied with indifference. "I can enter because I received an invitation. As for my identity and qualifications, it has nothing to do with you."

"Invitation? Hmph, who knows if you stole it or snatched it? A scum like you could do anything!" Vivian continued to disdainfully taunt him.

"Dustin, don't delude yourself with grandeur. We all know your true identity, and you're not worthy to stand here with us!" Chase said, his voice full of contempt.

Dustin finally showed some impatience. "Are you two done bickering?"

He stared at them with icy, piercing eyes. "I'm not close to either of you. What I do is none of your business. If you dare to speak out of line again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

His sudden outburst left Vivian momentarily stunned. Dustin had always been silent in the face of her taunts in the past, as if he hadn't heard a word.

She had initially assumed that he was too afraid to retort. However, his recent words and fierce gaze made her suddenly realize that he was not an easy target to provoke.

Garrett's condition was a clear example of that.

If Dustin were to lose control and attack them recklessly, there was little they could do to stop him.

"Are you... you dare to be so arrogant!"

Dustin's unexpected burst of anger caught Vivian off guard.

Although she had taunted Dustin in the past, he had always remained silent, seemingly unfazed. This sudden display of assertiveness made her realize that he was not as weak as she had thought.

" Dustin, I advise you not to be too presumptuous! This is the General Murray's Residence, do you dare to cause trouble here?" Chase warned with a stern tone.

"That's right! I don't believe you would dare to act recklessly here!" Vivian regained her confidence.

The General Murray's Residence was heavily guarded, and even if Dustin had the audacity, he wouldn't dare to make a scene openly.

Thinking of this, she became more self-assured.

"Are you under the impression that your lives are more precious than Garrett's?" Dustin's voice grew colder as he slowly advanced.

His intense killing intent pressured the group, causing their faces to change, and they quickly took a few steps back.

"Hold on!"

Shiela suddenly stepped forward, her face filled with anger. "Dustin, I won't allow you to harm my friend after hurting my cousin. I absolutely won't allow it!"

As Shiela spoke, she positioned herself in front of her friends, resolute and determined.

Facing her, Dustin paused for a moment, his expression slightly softening as he looked at her.








Chapter 1119: Exile or Respect

Shiela hadn't expected Dustin to be so unreasonable, resorting to violence at the drop of a hat. She realized that she had completely misjudged him.

She had mistaken a villain for a good person.

At this moment, her disgust for Dustin deepened.

"Miss Murray, it was just a joke. Don't take it so seriously. As long as they don't provoke me, I won't do anything to them," Dustin said calmly.

"Hmph! You looked like you were joking just now? If it weren't for Shiela stopping you, you might have already made a move!" Vivian was still indignant.

"Dustin! Don't think that you can act arrogantly just because you have some martial arts skills. The General Murray's Residence is not a place for you to run wild!" Chase said with a dark expression.

"When others don't offend me, I won't offend them. But if they provoke me, I will definitely strike back. This is my advice to you, and I'm giving it to you for free," Dustin said, his expression unchanged.

"Shiela! This guy is too arrogant. In my opinion, we should just kick him out. Otherwise, it will only lead to trouble!" Vivian continued to fan the flames.

"That's right! I don't believe that he would dare to cause trouble here today! It's General Murray's birthday celebration, and there are many important guests here. If this guy causes trouble, it will bring shame to the entire Murray family!" Chase agreed.

"Shiela, think about the bigger picture. It's best to drive this guy away. Otherwise, it will bring endless trouble!" the others chimed in with their persuasion.

"Dustin! You are not welcome here. Please leave!" Shiela finally issued the eviction order.

Her friends were right. If this guy caused trouble here and harmed someone, it would ruin the entire birthday celebration.

"Drive me away?"

Dustin raised an eyebrow, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. "Miss Murray, they are guests, and I am also a guest. They can say whatever they want, and you want to kick me out just like that. Is that appropriate?"

He had once considered Shiela as a little sister, and even when they had misunderstandings, he had no resentment. He believed that even if they couldn't be friends, they should at least treat each other with respect. But now, he realized he was wrong.

Once people had preconceived notions, they would become stubborn and could eventually become enemies.

Her actions now vividly illustrated this point.

He had saved her several times, but in return, he received an order to leave.

"I didn't invite you, and you are not a guest of the Murray family. I have the right to ask you to leave!" Shiela replied with determination.

"Miss Murray, you didn't invite me, but your grandfather did. If you want me to leave, you should ask your grandfather if he agrees," Dustin said calmly.

"You—" Shiela was somewhat infuriated.

She hadn't expected him to be so thick-skinned, refusing to leave even after being ordered to do so. Moreover, he had invoked her grandfather's name to pressure her.

"Shiela! Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. How could he possibly know General Murray? He's just being shameless!" Vivian continued to provoke.

"Shiela, you don't need to argue with him. Just tell someone to kick him out!" Chase suggested.

"Dustin! If you don't leave, don't blame me for calling someone!" Shiela's gaze turned sharp as she spoke sternly.

"Shiela! You're going too far!"

Finally, Cornelius couldn't hold back any longer and scolded her angrily. "Our young Lord has saved you multiple times, and you're not even grateful. Now you want to return kindness with enmity? Are the people of the Murray family all ungrateful?"

"I..."

This statement left Shiela speechless.









Chapter 1120: Face-off

"Shiela! They are distorting the truth!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Vivian started causing trouble again. "All that talk about saving you from water and fire, and returning kindness with enmity, it's all nonsense! Dustin had ulterior motives from the beginning. He used various strategies and calculations to win your favor. Everything he did, all the favors he gave, were fake. Don't let yourself be deceived!"

"That's right! This guy is full of sinister intentions and is not a good person. We must be on our guard at all times!" Chase squinted his eyes.

Listening to their words, the slight guilt that had arisen in Shiela's heart disappeared instantly.

Yes, Dustin had saved her and helped her, but it was all for a purpose. It couldn't be considered as favors. If it weren't for last night when she uncovered his true colors, she might still be kept in the dark.

In the end, Dustin had deceived her, and she didn't need to feel guilty, grateful, or soft-hearted.

Thinking of this, Shiela took a deep breath and looked at Dustin with determination. "Dustin! I don't want to see you here. Please leave!"

"You…"

Just as Cornelius was about to lose his temper, Dustin raised his hand to stop him and looked at Shiela with disappointment and indifference. "Miss Murray, it seems that you really dislike me. Since that's the case, I won't stay here and be a nuisance. I'll take my leave."

With that, he turned and walked toward the exit.

Shiela was determined to kick him out, and there was no point in him staying here, clinging to her. As for congratulating General Murray on his birthday, his intention had been conveyed, and he didn't need to force it.

"Hmph! It's about time he left. He's just bad luck!" Vivian said with a disdainful expression.

"Immediately inform the head of the Murray security. Once Dustin leaves, arrest him right away!" Chase ordered his men to report the incident.

Although they couldn't disrupt the banquet, it didn't mean that Dustin could get away with it after beating the Murray family's eldest son.

"General Murray is here!"

Just as Dustin walked out of the banquet hall, a cry suddenly rang out.

Following that, under the gaze of numerous stars, a white-haired, burly figure, General Murray, walked in with a group of people.

Wherever he passed, the guests respectfully bowed and paid their respects.

Without any action or words, just standing there exuded an invisible majesty.

It made people feel awe.

"Greetings, General Murray!"

With General Murray's arrival, everyone promptly left the hall to greet him, showing enough respect.

Whether they were high-ranking officials or local tycoons, in the presence of such a prominent figure, they all had to lower their heads and behave properly.

The previously defiant Vivian and the others were now silent and dared not even breathe loudly.

Only Shiela happily walked up and linked arms with General Murray, treating the imposing general as nothing more than a kind old man in her eyes.

In the eyes of others, he might have the air of a dragon and a tiger, but to her, he was just a benevolent grandpa.

"You don't need to be too polite, everyone please find your way in," General Murray said with a slight smile.

Although he didn't exude any majesty, he still gave people immense pressure.

Including his son, Max, who was now the head of the family, and others from the main branch, all behaved very respectfully.

Finally, under General Murray's invitation, everyone entered the hall one after another.

Just as Dustin was preparing to leave, General Murray's gaze fell upon him, catching him in the act. He immediately spoke, "Little guy, where are you going?"

With this statement, everyone's eyes were focused on Dustin.

"Dustin!"

Max, who had just entered the hall, fixed his gaze and instantly wore a gloomy expression.
 
Chapter 1121: "A Bold Intruder"

Caden squinted his eyes, his expression far from friendly.

"This guy, is he asking for trouble?" he muttered.

"How interesting... truly interesting," commented Nakamura from the crowd, a sly grin on his face.

After the events of last night, it was expected that Dustin would have fled in the dead of night and gone into hiding. However, nobody anticipated that he would show up at their doorstep.

He was truly audacious!

"Haha... this fellow is in deep trouble now. He's caught the attention of the General, and there's no escaping that today!" chuckled Chase.

"He deserves it! Why didn't he leave earlier? He's brought this upon himself by lingering here, he's practically digging his own grave!" added Vivian, wearing a smug expression.

In their eyes, the General must have learned about his grandson being beaten up, so he was seeking retribution publicly.

"General, I've already conveyed my intentions. I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now," Dustin said, clasping his hands politely.

"Hold on!" Chase suddenly jumped forward, blocking his path. He exclaimed, "Kid! You come and go as you please, do you take the General's residence for granted?!"

As he spoke, he stole a glance at General Murray.

Opportunities like this to display himself were not to be missed. If he could show his face in front of the General, it might lead to future favor and advancement.

It was a win-win situation—suppress Dustin and gain favor with the General.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but admire his own cleverness and ability to read the situation.

He was truly brilliant.

"Hmm?" General Murray raised an eyebrow, slightly puzzled by Chase's sudden appearance.

Where did this kid come from?

What was he up to?

"You told me to leave earlier, and now you want me to stay. What exactly do you mean?" Dustin maintained a neutral expression.

"Hmph! Spare us the talk!" Chase snarled, his face fierce. "You've annoyed the General, disrupted everyone's mood, and now you want to walk away? You're dreaming!"

"That's right! You've infiltrated the General's residence with ill intentions, harboring evil plans. Everyone should unite against such a threat! Fortunately, the General sees through your true colors. Today, you won't escape justice!" Vivian proclaimed self-righteously.

While labeling Dustin, he even patted General Murray's horse, making himself look more impressive.

This combination of praising the General while belittling Dustin was masterfully executed.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" General Murray furrowed his brow, displeased.

Where did these two fools come from? Can't they distinguish directions?

"General, dealing with such a scoundrel doesn't require your personal intervention. Leave it to us younger generation. I guarantee we'll handle him properly!" Chase said, oblivious to the gravity of the situation, trying to impress General Murray.

"Yes, General, it's your birthday today. You shouldn't get angry. We'll take care of it for you," Vivian added, fearing that all the credit would be stolen.

Making the General happy while also gaining some attention, what could be better?

"Seize this troublemaker who has committed numerous wrongs and interrogate him thoroughly!" Chase confidently ordered the Murray family guards.

"How dare you!" General Murray slammed his hand on the table, his anger evident. He walked up and slapped both Chase and Vivian.

"You've lost your senses! This is an esteemed guest of the Murray family! Who gave you the audacity to show disrespect to my guest?!"







Chapter 1122: "Unexpected Guest"

"Ah?"

The sudden slap left Chase and Vivian bewildered, their hands covering their faces in confusion.

Wasn't Dustin the troublemaker? Why was the General hitting them?

At this moment, the Murray family members, and even all the guests present, wore expressions of shock.

Nobody expected that the usually composed General would openly resort to physical violence, especially on his own birthday.

"O-General, did you perhaps mistake the person? This guy is a criminal who should be detained and watched closely to prevent him from causing trouble," Chase attempted to explain.

"Yes, General, this guy injured Young Lord Garrett last night; he's truly heinous and must be severely punished!" Vivian chimed in.

She believed that General Murray might not know the whole story, hence the intervention.

"Shut up!" General Murray glared, emitting a powerful aura. "Dustin saved my granddaughter's life; he is a benefactor of the Murray family and my honored guest. If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for kicking you out!"

With those words, Chase and Vivian fell silent immediately, their faces showing signs of panic.

If they were truly expelled from the General's residence, not only would they suffer, but their entire families would also face consequences, perhaps even being ostracized.

After all, no one would want to risk offending the General and continue associating with their families.

"Grandfather..."

Shiela couldn't bear to watch anymore and was about to say something when Max interrupted, "Dad, today is your birthday. It's not worth getting angry. Let's calm down."

The reason for stopping his daughter was simple: right now, distinguishing right from wrong was irrelevant.

Once the patriarch had spoken, the entire Murray family had to support his decision, no matter the reason. Especially in front of so many guests, the patriarch's authority was unquestionable.

"Hmph!"

General Murray coldly glanced at the two of them before turning to Dustin, saying in a commanding tone, "Young man, come, sit at the head of the table. Let's see who dares to object today."

With that, he grabbed Dustin's hand and arranged him at the head table.

This area was reserved for the Murray family's core members and esteemed guests. Dustin, dressed so modestly, appeared out of place.

However, no one dared to voice any objections with the General's command. Instead, they all put on friendly smiles and welcomed him.

Though Dustin was not a prominent figure, the General's face was priceless. Even if a lump of dung were placed on the table, they would have to eat it without complaint.

"This guy is truly despicable, taking advantage of Shiela's name to assert himself here and deceive the General's sympathy. He's utterly shameless!" Vivian gritted her teeth, feeling indignant.

As a prestigious disciple of a noble family, she didn't even have the qualifications to sit at the head table. Why should a lowly insurance salesman sit among those important figures?

"Hmph! This is just a temporary glory. Once the General realizes the truth, Dustin will undoubtedly be severely punished to clear his name!" Chase muttered, touching his stinging face.

In the presence of the General, he naturally couldn't express his anger, so he redirected it all toward Dustin.

"You brat, mark my words, one day I'll get rid of you."

Max muttered with a dark expression. He thought Chase and Vivian could handle Dustin, but he hadn't expected the Old Man to intervene.

Even if he harbored immense resentment, he dared not show it. After all, it was unwise to display dissatisfaction before the General, especially in front of such a significant gathering.

After this brief incident, the atmosphere returned to normal. More and more guests entered the banquet hall, bearing gifts to celebrate General Murray's birthday.






Chapter 1123: "The Return of the Prodigal Son"

The atmosphere in the room quickly became lively.

"General of the Jinzhou Garrison pays a visit, wishing General a long and prosperous life!"

"The Mayor of Li City in Jin Market pays a visit, wishing General strength and good health!"

"The Chairman of the Hedong Group pays a visit, wishing General success in all endeavors and years of prosperity!"

With the announcements of the servants, one distinguished figure after another, dressed impeccably, entered the room. Among them were influential military commanders, city leaders, wealthy entrepreneurs, and prominent figures from various fields. These guests had come to pay their respects, bearing all kinds of rare and valuable gifts.

"Thank you all for coming to celebrate. Please, take your seats."

Max, as the head of the family, stood up and began welcoming the various guests. Meanwhile, General Murray responded with smiles to the well-wishes from the guests.

"The Third Young Lord (Third son) is here!"

At that moment, a loud voice announced, causing everyone to turn their heads toward the entrance. There, a middle-aged man dressed in white, with a dignified appearance, was walking in slowly. He was accompanied by two cloaked individuals.

"Isn't that the General's youngest son, Lord Harrison Murray?"

"I heard that Harrison had a falling out with the family and disappeared for many years. I didn't expect him to return today."

"As a son, it's only natural for him to come back to congratulate his father on his birthday."

Observing the arrival of the man in white, the guests couldn't help but engage in hushed conversations.

General Murray had three sons: the eldest, Max; the second, Caden; and the third, Harrison. Among them, the most outstanding was Harrison, who was courageous and talented. He had been highly regarded and even designated as the family's heir at one point.

However, for reasons unknown, Harrison had given up his position and left the family, disappearing for a full five years until today, when he finally reappeared.

"Brother?"

Recognizing the newcomer, Max's face lit up, and he hurriedly went to greet him. "Brother, it's been so many years. You've finally returned!"

He even gave Harrison a big hug.

"Big Brother, it's been a long time. Have you been well all these years?" Harrison smiled faintly.

"Very well... very well indeed!"

Patting his brother on the shoulder, Max grinned. "It's been a while, and you've grown even stronger. That's great!"

"Brother, since you've returned, why didn't you inform us beforehand?" Caden also approached with a smile.

"Second Brother, I just arrived. I thought I'd give you all a surprise. You won't blame me, will you?" Harrison joked.

"Since you've come back, I'm just happy about it. After all these years, you've given us quite the surprise today," Caden replied warmly.

"Enough of this. Let's not talk about it."

Max interrupted their conversation and led Harrison to their father, saying, "Dad, look who's here."

"Dad, I've come to celebrate your birthday."

Harrison respectfully presented a gift with both hands.

General Murray did not extend his hand to accept it. Instead, he snorted, "You left home, and now you have the face to return?"






Chapter 1124: "Reconciliation and Celebrations"

The cold and indifferent words from General Murray left Max and Caden momentarily stunned. In their eyes, their younger brother had always been the most favored and highly regarded by their father. So, shouldn't their father be happy to see him again? Why the stern expression?

It had been five long years, and they believed that any misunderstandings could have been resolved between a father and son during that time.

"Dad, it was my fault in the past, my foolishness. I want to apologize to you now," Harrison said, bowing deeply. "I've thought it over these years, and I know I was wrong. I hope you can forgive me this time."

"Hmm?"

General Murray raised an eyebrow, showing some surprise. His youngest son had always been headstrong, often stubbornly refusing to yield. However, it seemed that he had matured during his absence.

"Dad, everything that happened in the past is in the past. Third Brother has acknowledged his mistakes. Please forgive him," Max tried to mediate.

"Yes, Dad, it was all just a misunderstanding back then. Let's be a harmonious family, and we can overcome anything," Caden chimed in.

Seeing Harrison's humble attitude, General Murray's expression finally softened, and he waved his hand, saying, "Alright, as long as you've returned safely, that's enough. Take a seat."

"Thank you, Dad."

Harrison bowed once more.

"Third Brother, come, sit over here."

Max was very enthusiastic, leading Harrison to the seat of honor. He had always held his youngest brother in high regard, and their reunion after so many years was a source of great joy for him.

The core members of the Murray family and the other guests greeted Harrison warmly and politely. Everyone understood that General Murray had always been troubled by his youngest son's departure, to the extent that the name "Harrison" had become a taboo topic in the family over the past five years. Now, with Harrison's return and his sincere apology, it seemed that the old misunderstandings were finally being resolved. They believed that the Murray family would shine even brighter in the future.

As time passed, more and more dignitaries and influential figures arrived to celebrate. Each guest was accompanied by two bodyguards, who stood by the wall and maintained a vigilant presence.

Dustin glanced around and noticed that all these bodyguards were quite formidable, exuding an aura of battle-hardened experience. It was evident that they had seen combat.

Once all the guests had gathered, Max stood up first and announced, "First of all, I'd like to welcome all of you to our father's birthday banquet. Our father has requested a low-key celebration, but you have all traveled great distances to be here, and we are truly grateful for your presence."

He poured himself a glass of wine and raised it. "Please allow me to propose a toast to all of you."

With that, he emptied his glass, and the guests promptly raised their own glasses in return.

"Next, we invite our honored father to say a few words," Max continued, redirecting the attention to General Murray.

The room erupted into applause, prompting General Murray to rise to his feet. However, before he could speak, Harrison unexpectedly stood up, wearing a smile, and said, "May I say a few words before Dad?"

Max was slightly surprised but nodded in agreement. "Of course, brother, feel free to speak. We're all family here, no need to be formal."

"Dad, before anything else, I've prepared a gift for you today, and I hope you'll like it."

Harrison smiled and respectfully handed over a gift box.

"Well done, you've truly matured," General Murray nodded in satisfaction as he accepted the gift. "A prodigal son returns home, and your change of heart warms my soul.






Chapter 1125: "Revealing the Truth"

After opening the gift box and seeing the white cloth inside, General Murray's smile froze. The box didn't contain any valuable items or heartfelt gestures; it held nothing but a white cloth.

"Is this your gift?" General Murray furrowed his brows slightly, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Why? Father, do you not like it?" Harrison asked calmly, maintaining his respectful and humble demeanor.

"Like it?" General Murray's expression darkened, and he angrily tossed the gift box onto the ground. "Take a good look at what you've given me!"

With a loud crash, the gift box shattered, revealing the white cloth.

Upon witnessing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

"What's going on? Why is a birthday gift just a piece of white fabric?"

"Isn't that just a white cloth? Why would anyone give such a thing?"

"No wonder the General is angry. It's unthinkable! What is Harrison thinking?"

People began to murmur in confusion.

The once festive atmosphere quickly turned tense.

"Brother, why did you give this? Could it be a mistake?" Max furrowed his brows.

"Brother, take this back immediately, or it will be embarrassing!" Caden sternly said.

Giving such an inauspicious gift on the day of a birthday banquet was surely a deliberate attempt to invite bad luck.

"It appears that Father is not satisfied with my gift."

Ignoring the strange looks from those around him, Harrison carefully picked up the white cloth, dusted it off, and smiled. "This white cloth belonged to my wife. I've kept it for five years just for this day, to give it to you, Father."

His words sent shockwaves through the room.

Especially the Murray family members, their faces turned pale, and their bodies shivered. The events of the past had almost become a forbidden topic within the family. No one had expected Harrison to bring up the past on the day of his return.

"Brother! What are you talking about? Why would you bring this up? Are you drunk?" Max scolded while pleading with General Murray, "Dad, please don't take him seriously; he must be drunk."

"I'm not saying that the past didn't happen."

Harrison continued to smile as he spoke, "Father, do you remember? It was you who drove my wife to her death. You forced her to hang herself, separating us forever."

"Today, are you here to celebrate your birthday, or are you here to face judgment?"

General Murray's expression turned uncertain.

"I just want justice for my late wife."

Harrison smiled again and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Father, if you can repent and admit your wrongdoing regarding my wife, I might consider forgiving you."

"Harrison! You're being outrageous!"

Max couldn't restrain himself any longer. He raised his hand and slapped Harrison across the face. "Today is Dad's birthday, and you're causing a scene. I order you to apologize to Father immediately!"

"Apologize?"

Harrison laughed softly, wiping the fresh blood from his mouth. "General Murray, you caused my wife's death and ruined my life. You pushed me into hell. You want me to apologize? Is that appropriate?"

"Big Brother, you're still the same as ever—always obedient and never questioning anything. The moment General Murray glares at you, you're scared into submission. You're really spineless," Harrison shook his head.

"You... You're incorrigible! Today, I will teach you a lesson!"

Max couldn't contain his anger any longer and raised his hand to strike Harrison.

However, Harrison suddenly drew a knife and ruthlessly stabbed it into Max's chest.







Chapter 1126: "The Unfolding Rebellion"

"Thud!"

A sound of flesh tearing echoed in the air.

Harrison's sudden attack was swift and unannounced. He plunged the knife into Max's chest, piercing through his body.

Blood trickled down from the blade, drop by drop, as Max stood there in shock, staring at the knife that had impaled him. His face was filled with disbelief.

He couldn't have imagined that his own beloved younger brother, his own flesh and blood, would suddenly turn against him and stab him so ruthlessly.

In an instant, everyone in the room fell into stunned silence.

No one had expected that Harrison, who had appeared calm and composed just moments ago, would suddenly attack his own brother.

If his actions could have been attributed to drunkenness before, the situation had now taken a completely different turn.

"You... How dare you..."

Max's eyes widened, and he tried to speak, but blood gushed from his mouth before he could utter another word.

His body swayed for a moment, then he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"Big Brother, don't worry too much. I aimed slightly off from your heart, so it won't kill you immediately. Just lie there quietly for now, and don't get in the way," Harrison said calmly.

As he spoke, he casually discarded a handkerchief, wiping the blood off his fingertips.

His demeanor remained calm, as if he had merely completed a trivial task.

"You bastard! How dare you!"

Seeing this, General Murray was furious. "You attacked your own brother when he was offering you advice. You're completely insane! Guards, seize this traitor!"

"Yes!"

In response to his command, a group of armed soldiers rushed into the room.

However, Harrison remained unfazed. He simply tossed the handkerchief onto the ground.

The next moment, the two rows of bodyguards who had been standing against the wall made their move.

Like ferocious tigers pouncing on their prey, they launched coordinated attacks.

These bodyguards were powerful, exceptionally fast, and had been well-prepared. As soon as they joined the fray, they overwhelmed the soldiers, who were caught off guard, leaving them with no chance to resist.

The situation in the room shifted dramatically.

"Hmm?"

The sudden turn of events left General Murray furrowing his brows.

He hadn't expected so many intruders to infiltrate his birthday celebration.

In other words, some of the guests present had been bought off.

"Harrison! Do you even realize what you're doing? Are you rebelling?" Caden angrily shouted.

"Harrison! You're playing with fire!" Caden warned. "I advise you to drop your weapons, surrender with your followers, or you'll regret it!"

Caden believed that his younger brother was making a grave mistake by opposing the Murray family within the walls of the General's Mansion.

"Harrison! You're being reckless!"

Caden's voice was filled with anger and frustration. "Today, I will teach you a lesson!"

Despite the chaotic scene and the tense atmosphere, Harrison maintained his composure. He knew that the situation had changed, and now, he held the upper hand.

"Take a moment to consider your actions," Harrison said calmly. "I control the situation here now. Everything will be as I say."

"Humph! Do you think you can control the entire General's Mansion with just these people? You're delusional!"

Caden retorted, undeterred. "Guards, capture these intruders!"

The General's Mansion was not a place where just anyone could cause chaos.

"You're making a grave mistake! You're going too far!" The members of the Murray family were furious and disappointed with Harrison's actions.

What had once been a united family gathering had now turned into a life-and-death struggle. Brother was turning against brother, and the situation seemed irreparable.

"Please take a good look. I am the one in control of the situation now," Harrison replied calmly.

“Capture these intruders! Capture these intruders!"






Chapter 1127: "Family Crisis"

The General's Mansion housed a thousand-strong armed force, fully capable of easily suppressing the entire scene. This was the reason why no one dared to act recklessly within the General's Mansion.

"Where are they? Why isn't anyone coming to support me?" After shouting, there was no response from outside, and Caden raised his voice even louder.

"Second Brother, there's no need to shout. My people have already infiltrated the General's Mansion, and your security team has already been defeated," Harrison said with a faint smile.

"How is that possible? You're lying!" Caden's pupils contracted, finding it hard to believe.

A thousand-strong army, all well-trained; how could they be so easily defeated?

"Five years of planning, and if I couldn't even accomplish this, I wouldn't have come here today," Harrison said casually.

"So you were prepared in advance."

Caden's expression darkened as he slowly took off his coat, revealing a body of well-defined muscles beneath his undershirt. "I've been training diligently since I was young, and I've already reached the peak of martial arts. Now I'm at the semi-master level. Your subordinates are completely inadequate in front of me!"

"Semi-master level?" His words caused a commotion in the crowd. In the martially-inclined Dragonmarsh, becoming a natural expert was already extremely difficult. Reaching the semi-master level required exceptional talent and hard work because at this level, one could face a thousand enemies on the battlefield.

"Harrison, if you repent now, there's still a chance for you. But if you persist, don't blame me for not being polite!" Caden stomped his foot, and the ground cracked with a loud "boom." A powerful shockwave erupted.

Harrison's subordinates hadn't reacted yet, and they were sent flying, coughing up blood and critically injured.

The others in the room saw this and quickly retreated in panic. A semi-master level expert could easily kill them.

"Shiela, I didn't expect your father to be so powerful. It seems that Harrison won't be able to make much trouble today," Vivian said with a mix of surprise and relief.

She had initially thought that disaster was looming, but luckily, Caden had stepped in to turn the tide.

"I didn't realize that Uncle Caden was hiding such profound martial skills. I never saw him use them before," Chase said with admiration.

Reaching the semi-master level was enough to establish one's own martial school and dominate the martial world.

"My dad is actually this powerful?" Shiela was surprised. To be honest, she had never seen her father take action before.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Harrison clapped his hands with a smile. "Brother, I didn't expect that after a few years, you've reached such a level. I admire you!"

"If you know how powerful I am, why don't you surrender now?" Caden said.

"Brother, your martial talent is indeed exceptional, but unfortunately, it's not enough to stop me," Harrison said indifferently.

"Arrogant!"

Caden was enraged. "Today, I will show you how capable I am!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward.

At this moment, one of Harrison's black-robed subordinates moved suddenly. His figure flashed in front of Caden and struck out with a palm.

"You're looking for death!"

Caden wasn't afraid at all and threw a punch at the black-robed person.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided, but the black-robed figure remained unmoved, his robe fluttering in the wind. In contrast, Caden was sent flying like a cannonball and crashed heavily into the wall, coughing up blood.







Chapter 1128: "Valoria's Darkfang"

"What?!"

When they witnessed this scene, everyone's faces turned pale with shock.

Wasn't Caden a Semi-master level expert?

Wasn't he supposed to dominate the room effortlessly?

How did he end up spitting blood after just one confrontation?

"Lord Caden!"

"Dad!"

Lily and Shiela were shocked and rushed forward to help Caden up.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Caden trembled as he coughed up blood repeatedly, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

Ever since he had cultivated the Devouring Soul Technique, he had been confident in his strength. While he might not be invincible, he believed he could dominate his peers. Why did he get suppressed so easily today? Was he really this weak, or was the enemy too strong?

"Who... who are you?!" Caden clenched his teeth, unwilling to accept his defeat.

"Darkfang from the Valoria (Warrior Kingdom)," the black-clothed figure slowly revealed their face beneath the hood, displaying a foreign visage.

Their cheeks were gaunt, and their eye sockets were deep, giving off a sinister vibe.

"What? Darkfang? Isn't that a martial arts master from Valoria? Why is he here?"

"It seems that Harrison spared no expense. He actually invited a martial arts master from the Valoria. No wonder Caden couldn't match up."

"This is bad! The armed forces of the Murray Clan are of no use, and now Caden is defeated. Could today be a disaster for the Murray Clan?"

When they learned of Darkfang's identity, the whole room erupted into an uproar.

A martial arts master at this level could be considered invincible. Their sudden arrival made them nearly unstoppable.

It seemed that the Murray Clan was in deep trouble.

"Darkfang?"

Caden's face changed, filled with apprehension. "Harrison, I admit that you are indeed the most outstanding among us three brothers. However, unfortunately, you have underestimated the depth of the Murray Clan."

"Do you think that just with a martial arts master, you can sweep through the Murray Clan? If that's the case, I can only say you're too naive!"

"Today, I'll let you witness the true strength of the Murray Clan!"

Suddenly, Caden took a deep breath, activating his internal energy, and shouted loudly, "Murray Clan in crisis! Seeking Ancestor's aid!"

His voice was like thunder, resonating with a deafening boom. It caused the drinks on the table to ripple and the ears of everyone in the room to ring.

After that shout, some of the key members of the Murray Clan were immediately invigorated.

Few people knew that hidden within the Murray Clan was a top-tier expert referred to as "the Ancestor."

This person was already a martial arts master many years ago. Although they rarely made appearances, their strength was undoubtedly the pinnacle of the region.

The Ancestor usually secluded themselves in training and never interfered with the affairs of the Murray Clan. Nobody dared to disturb them.

However, now that the Murray Clan was facing a crisis, they had no choice but to invite the Ancestor to suppress the situation.

Believing that as long as the Ancestor intervened, someone like Darkfang from the Valoria wouldn't even be worth mentioning.

"Harrison! It's not too late to stop now. Once the Ancestor steps in, your life will be in jeopardy!"

"That's right! If you stop in time, there's still a chance for survival. Otherwise, you'll face certain death!"

Murray members chastised Harrison, trying to convince him to surrender.








Chapter 1129: "Valoria's Best vs Murray's Best"

Although Darkfang was formidable, he still fell short compared to the Ancestor.

"Ancestor? Hehe... I've heard of your name for a long time, but unfortunately, he can't help you," Harrison said calmly.

" Seeking Ancestor's aid!"

After waiting for half a moment with no response, Caden raised his voice again, shouting towards the back hill.

"Brother, there's no need to shout. The Ancestor is right here," Harrison said, taking out a small box from an unknown location and casually tossing it to the ground.

The box popped open, and a bloody head rolled out of it.

The head belonged to an elderly man with white hair all over, a withered face, wide-open eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.

"Ancestor?!"

Seeing this scene, Caden took several steps back in fear, his face filled with horror.

The others also wore expressions of disbelief, their hearts trembling with fear, as if they had seen a ghost.

"How... How is this possible? The Ancestor was such a powerful martial arts master. How could he have died so suddenly? What exactly happened?"

"It's over! It's over! With the death of the Ancestor, the Murray Clan is in grave danger!"

The Murray family members were trembling with fear, unable to believe what they were seeing.

They never imagined that the Murray Clan's greatest trump card, the Ancestor, would die so tragically, his head severed from his body. It was simply inconceivable!

"I have to admit that the Ancestor was indeed powerful, but if it weren't for our preparations, we might not have been able to kill him," Harrison said with a faint smile.

At this moment, his smile seemed terrifying to everyone, like that of a demon.

With just his own strength, he had calculated the entire Murray Clan. Such a person was truly terrifying!

"No! It's impossible!"

Caden shook his head repeatedly, unable to accept it. "The Ancestor was incredibly strong. How could he have been killed by someone like Darkfang from the Valoria?!"

"I never said that only Darkfang was here."

Harrison said casually, "Don't you know that Darkfang and Dreadclaw from the Valoria are always together? If Darkfang is here, then where do you think Dreadclaw is?"

"Dreadclaw?"

Caden's pupils contracted. "Could he also be here?"

Dreadclaw was another martial arts master at the same level as Darkfang, and his strength was unfathomable.

"That's correct."

Harrison snapped his fingers.

Another black-clothed figure behind him slowly removed their hood, revealing a mixed-race face.

It was Dreadclaw, a martial arts master from the Valoria!

"If one Darkfang couldn't handle the Ancestor, then what if we add Dreadclaw to the mix?" Harrison smiled and asked rhetorically.

At this moment, Caden felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

In his eyes, there was only despair.

It was over. It was really over this time.

The Ancestor was dead, and the Murray Clan had no more hidden cards. With two martial arts masters like Darkfang and Dreadclaw here, they had no chance of winning.

It was clear that disaster was looming over the Murray Clan.

At this moment, whether it was the Murray family or the guests, everyone felt a deep sense of despair and helplessness.

No one had ever imagined that the once-mighty Murray Clan would be pushed to the brink of destruction.

"Lord..."

At this moment, Harrison slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp. "All your reliance has been taken away, all your pride has been shattered."

"Now, I call the shots here. I need you to give me an explanation for what happened back then."

"Otherwise, from today onwards, the Murray Clan will cease to exist!"








Chapter 1130: "Revelation and Confrontation"

Harrison's simple words carried an undeniable aura of authority, causing everyone to tremble in fear and unease. Their eyes all turned towards General.

As the highest-ranking and most powerful figure present, the General's stance would determine the life or death of the entire clan.

"Rebel! You've harmed your siblings and brought calamity to the family. Your actions are treasonous, and now you have the audacity to ask me for an explanation? Do you truly see yourself as the victim here?" General sternly rebuked.

He had always believed that Harrison was his best successor. He possessed courage, intelligence, and cunning, and could have led the family to greatness. It was just a pity that his most talented son had strayed down the wrong path, causing a rift between him and the family.

Amidst his anger, there was also deep sorrow.

"Father, you need to understand that everything I've done was because of you. If it weren't for you, pushing my wife to her death, how could I have ended up on this path?" Harrison calmly stated.

"That woman's death is related to me. Even if it's true, so what? She deserved to die!" General said coldly.

"She was your daughter-in-law, but you actually think she deserved to die?" Harrison self-mockingly smiled.

"She was my daughter-in-law, but she was also a spy for an enemy nation, an enemy to our Dragonmarsh!" General said sternly. "Do you know how many of our young men have died unjustly on the battlefield because of the existence of such spies?"

"She had repented, and she never harmed anyone. Why? Why won't you give her a chance?" Harrison suddenly became emotional.

"She didn't harm anyone else, but she harmed you!"

General slammed the table. "You could have had a promising future, but look at what you've become now? Neither human nor ghost, just a disgrace to the Murray Clan!"

He could have supported Harrison's pursuit of love, even if it meant disregarding social status. Even if she were a beggar, as long as his son was happy, he would have agreed. But being a spy was unacceptable.

"I don't care about my future. I only want her by my side. I only want her to live!" Harrison's voice grew more forceful. "It's you—it's you who killed her! It's your fault for killing my wife!"

"Bastard! Don't you understand? That woman has been plotting against you all along, even in death, she didn't spare you!" General finally revealed the truth. "I did want to kill her, but I didn't force her to die. For your sake, I gave her a chance to leave alive. However, this woman was cunning and ruthless. In order to destroy you and strangle the most outstanding heir of the Murray Clan, she didn't hesitate to use her own life as bait. She set a trap to drive a wedge between us father and son! Our current conflict is all her doing! Wake up! Don't persist in your ignorance!"

Even until now, he had held onto a glimmer of hope, hoping that his son would see the light.

"Nonsense! You're lying!"

Harrison erupted in anger, his face twisted with rage. "Fatherl! You forced my wife to her death, and now you're trying to smear her name. You're nothing but a beast!"

"Third Brother! Father isn't lying. I can testify to what happened back then!" Caden spoke up again. "I remember everything clearly from that time. Even though that woman was a spy, for your sake, Father still spared her life. It's just that we never expected that she would willingly seek death and set up a trap to drive a wedge between us father and son! It's truly insane!"

"That's right! We can all testify!"

At this moment, the Murray family members chimed in one after another.

The events from back then had indeed been a misunderstanding or, more accurately, a trap laid by that woman to sow discord.

It had led to the current situation where father and son were in conflict.

"Shut up! All of you shut up!"

Harrison roared repeatedly, his expression becoming particularly fierce. "You're all a nest of vipers. Of course, you would speak up for General! If it weren't for your persistent coercion, how could my wife have been willing to leave me? You hypocritical pseudo-gentlemen! Today, I will make you all pay for your actions!"

With that, he waved his hand forcefully. "Bring them all into custody!"
 
I'm getting more and more addicted to Dustin novel. I really like the job you've done so fare. please keep doing that ! I'm from Algeria
 
Congratulations 🎊 dude
I have been married for 9 years welcome to the club. We should have married club in here we can talk about married life what do you guys think?

I bet your wife to be has lied to you so many times, but you look aside. You learn to forgive. If you live with a woman trust me you will be annoyed everyday. Women are handful, sometimes like big children.

The way Dahlia is described Even Natasha doesn't match to her beauty. She is a beauty beyond expression a d words😬😬😬😬
Thank you for your kind gesture 😊 warms me up, to be a part of a community where Married men are agreed.
Also, yes... We can make a new topic, for married men to share their experiences. So we the newly married young men can learn.
Thank you for the advice... Even tho, we're not fully married now. I can tell that, Women are truly big children 🤣🤣 and that can be so annoying sometimes.
 
Hey, I'm just curious - how did you all come across this story? Where did you discover it and when?

To be honest, I wasn't really into reading stories before I stumbled upon it on Facebook. There were only a few chapters in that post, and they were trying to sell a subscription to access the rest. (I nearly paid for it, admittedly) . Fortunately, I found this website where I could continue reading it for free, and it went on for a whopping 900 chapters in less than 2 weeks (feat I never done before). I got so hooked that every chance I had, I'd dive back into it. It's kind of embarrassing to admit, but it became a bit of an addiction. I've never felt the urge to read all the way to the last chapter like this before.
Hi boss thank you very much for your wonderful translation to the story.. God bless you and to your family.. More power . Hope you never get tired of tranlating.. Good job.. Keep it up.. I salute you.. 😁🙏👏👍
 
Hi boss thank you very much for your wonderful translation to the story.. God bless you and to your family.. More power . Hope you never get tired of tranlating.. Good job.. Keep it up.. I salute you.. 😁🙏👏👍
1st ive followed maria vitorri.. But im vry much disappointed when the time she translate a chapter that even i back read in it it is not part of the story so i decided to look for other sites that i could seek. But thankfully that you sir made a comment in her section but literally you post the next chapter.. So ithen that day i try to follow you .. Then lately at that moment you give a link.. So hurried click it just to follow you.. So till now im very much thqnkful for your wondwrful updates. Hope you could post as much as 50 chapter everyday.. 😁😁😁 more powers to you sir.. 💪💪💪
 
I just wanted to let you know that this will be my last update for the week. I think I might have posted a bit more than I should have, so consider these as advance posts for Saturday and Sunday.

I hope you all have a fantastic weekend filled with the people you love most. Enjoy their company, make wonderful memories, and, most importantly, stay safe! See you all next week! Kudos!
Thank you for your hard work
 
Hey, I'm just curious - how did you all come across this story? Where did you discover it and when?

To be honest, I wasn't really into reading stories before I stumbled upon it on Facebook. There were only a few chapters in that post, and they were trying to sell a subscription to access the rest. (I nearly paid for it, admittedly) . Fortunately, I found this website where I could continue reading it for free, and it went on for a whopping 900 chapters in less than 2 weeks (feat I never done before). I got so hooked that every chance I had, I'd dive back into it. It's kind of embarrassing to admit, but it became a bit of an addiction. I've never felt the urge to read all the way to the last chapter like this before.
Me 2 I saw it on Facebook then googled it😩from there never stopped following this story
 
Translated by Jungal2000
“An Understated Dominance” follows the intertwined lives of Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys as they navigate the complex interplay of power, relationships, and personal growth. Set against the backdrop of a vibrant city, the novel explores how these two individuals assert their influence in subtle yet impactful ways, ultimately redefining their understanding of dominance and its consequences.
When will be new chapters updated?
 
Translated by Jungal2000
“An Understated Dominance” follows the intertwined lives of Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys as they navigate the complex interplay of power, relationships, and personal growth. Set against the backdrop of a vibrant city, the novel explores how these two individuals assert their influence in subtle yet impactful ways, ultimately redefining their understanding of dominance and its consequences.
Great work
 
cant wait to see dahlia’s mom ( florence i think ? idk i dont really remember her name cus she is the most annoying character ever ) find out that dustin is actually logan rhys 😁
Me either, but what makes me more interested is by the time when dustin will execute the mastermind of the massacre behind his family’s death, who is Dahlia and Natasha in the palace? since they are related to some Duke, and what are the role of their family of the massacre and the palace? just wondering only! I am looking forward to our honored contributors and translators. Thank you so much for the efforts and God bless.
 
Translated by Jungal2000
“An Understated Dominance” follows the intertwined lives of Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys as they navigate the complex interplay of power, relationships, and personal growth. Set against the backdrop of a vibrant city, the novel explores how these two individuals assert their influence in subtle yet impactful ways, ultimately redefining their understanding of dominance and its consequences.
When can I expect 1161 onwards
 

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