Understated Dominance - Chapter 905 to 1100

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[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1101

“If I don’t return, you’ll be in danger,” Dustin cautioned.

With a flick of his finger, another silver needle shot out.

Caden, who had been struggling moments ago, was now completely immobilized, unable to move a muscle.

“Dear brother, you have medical skills, don’t you? Please help my husband,” Lily implored.

“I’m sorry, I’m not as knowledgeable as Mr. Yamada. It would be best to seek treatment from him,” Dustin replied calmly.

“Mr. Yamada?”

Lily glanced at the lifeless body in the corner, her expression twitching with embarrassment.

If Michio Yamada could truly cure this, he wouldn’t have lost his life.

“Dear brother, it was my fault before. I’m genuinely sorry. I hope you won’t take it to heart,” Lily offered a sincere apology.

She knew Chase Chase was capable, but compared to Michio Yamada, his reputation fell short.

Initially, she had made an ill-judged decision.

Now that Michio Yamada was gone, Dustin was their only hope.

“Garrett, my dad has lost his senses. Please save him,” Sheila pleaded, her eyes filled with desperation.

“For your sake, I’ll take action again,” Dustin nodded slightly.

He owed old General Murong a favour, so he couldn’t refuse to help.

“Thank you, Dustin!” Sheila’s relief was palpable.

“Vivian, you don’t seriously believe Dustin can cure you, do you? Even Mr. Yamada was helpless, so why would he be able to do it?” Garrett interjected, unable to hold back any longer.

“Quite right! If we let this fellow attempt a cure, who knows what might happen,” Chase Johnson added, his trust in Dustin wavering.

“I’m worried that if this chap treats Caden improperly, who will be held accountable?” Chase chimed in.

“It’s already reached this point; it can’t get much worse,” Lily shook her head.

Her husband had lost his senses, and if he wasn’t treated promptly, his life could be in jeopardy.

“Vivian, you can’t think like that. Safety comes first. We can’t risk Caden’s life,” Garrett implored earnestly.

“Yes, Lily, even the miracle workers from the Golden Crow Kingdom couldn’t do anything. What can these subpar doctors from the Dragon Kingdom accomplish? Don’t be deceived!” Vivian advised with sincerity.

“Having said all that, do any of you have a better idea?” Lily inquired, her brow furrowed.

“Er…,” as soon as those words left her mouth, several people fell into an awkward silence.

They were just talking; how could they provide a better solution?

“Since you can’t offer any help, kindly be silent and don’t disrupt Dustin’s treatment!”

Lily’s tone turned sharp, her dissatisfaction evident.

She knew full well that these individuals were merely looking down on Dustin and deliberately causing trouble.

It didn’t matter before, but now a life hung in the balance, and she would not tolerate anyone sowing discord here.

“Dustin, please.”

Seeing the others fall silent, Lily gestured for Dustin to proceed.

“Before I begin treatment, I’ll need everyone else to leave so as not to disturb my concentration.”

As Dustin spoke, he turned his gaze towards Vivian and the rest. “Don’t linger; that’s right, all of you, out.”

“What? You want us to leave?”

After a moment of surprise, Vivian’s anger flared up. “Who do you think you are? Why are you making demands here? You really have some nerve!”

How could a mere insurance agent have the audacity to shout at her?

“What Dustin means is what I mean. Do any of you object?” Lily’s expression remained icy.

“Erm…”

Vivian’s face froze, her confusion apparent.

This turn of events was not what she had anticipated.

“Alright, let’s step outside. I’d like to see what miracles he can work!”

Garrett huffed, finally turning to leave and thus saving face for Lily.

“Dustin! You’d better be able to treat this ailment, or you’ll bear the consequences!”

With those stern words, Vivian, Chase Johnson, and the others swiftly exited the ward.

Yet, given their stature, they felt indignant at being ushered out by an insurance seller.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1102

Without the interruption of flies, Dustin stunned Caden with a knife and began to treat him seriously.

It was because of Caden’s practice of evil exercises that his life was overdrawn, his meridians were damaged, and his internal organs were destroyed.

Coupled with the stimulation of Michio Yamada, the situation became more serious.

Now Caden’s whole body was like an over-inflated rubber ball. If he wasn’t careful, he would suddenly explode.

Dustin could only prick the acupuncture points with silver needles to calm his qi and blood first, and then use his true qi to unblock the blocked meridians and repair some damaged places at the same time.

In the follow-up, drug treatment is also required.

Time is passing little by little.

The silver needles in Dustin’s hand kept falling on Caden one after another.

First the head, then the chest, and finally the abdomen.

From top to bottom, they were densely tied, directly turning Murong City into a hedgehog.

After applying the needle, Dustin spread his fingers and began to play lightly on the silver needle like playing a piano string.

“Buzz…”

As Dustin flicked his fingers, a large number of silver needles began to tremble and rotate. Wisps of Xuanqing’s true energy followed the silver needles and quickly poured into the acupuncture points of Caden’s body.

This situation lasted for about a stick of incense.

When Dustin sweated slightly on his forehead, he finally stopped delivering Qi.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, Dustin took all the silver needles into his pocket instantly.

“Is this the end?”

Lily frowned slightly, a little unsure.

Caden was still lying on the hospital bed, seemingly unresponsive.

“I was just knocked unconscious. It will take a while to wake up.”

Dustin took out a pen and paper, wrote a prescription and handed it to Lily: “Follow this prescription and boil three bowls into one bowl. Drink it for seven days and you will basically be cured.”

“OK.”

Lily took the prescription and took a look at it, then ordered someone to get the medicine.

“By the way, there’s one more thing.”

As if thinking of something, Dustin seriously warned: “Murongcheng practiced Soul Devouring Kungfu, which led to his madness and almost died suddenly. When he wakes up, he must be told not to practice this kind of evil kung fu again, otherwise If the condition relapses, it will be hard for gods to save you!”

“Understood, I will advise him carefully.”

Lily nodded seriously.

“Okay, my mission has been completed, I won’t stay here for long, take my leave.”

Dustin greeted politely and prepared to get up and leave.

“Brother Dustin, I’ll give it to you.”

Shiela said quickly.

“No, take good care of your dad here. If you have any questions, you can contact me at any time.”

Chase Lu smiled slightly, then turned around and went out.

After a while, Garrett and his party returned to the ward.

“Second Aunt, I just saw that Dustin has left. Is it possible that Second Uncle’s illness has been cured?” Garrett asked tentatively.

“Probably.” Lily was a little unsure.

“Since it’s been cured, why hasn’t the person woke up yet?” Garrett asked.

“Aunt Yulan, are you being deceived? That guy is obviously playing tricks, knowing he can’t do it, so he took the opportunity to sneak away.” Vivian looked wise.

“It’s very possible! I’ve seen a lot of charlatans like this. They will do whatever it takes to get money!” Chase Johnson said with some indignation.

“Don’t talk nonsense! Brother Dustin is not a liar!” Shiela was a little unhappy.

“Xue’er, you are too naive and don’t understand what makes people’s hearts evil.” Garrett shook his head.

“Yes, Xue’er, don’t be deceived by Dustin’s sweet words. If he is really capable, why didn’t he cure Uncle Cheng?” Vivian asked.

“My dad has recovered from his illness. He will wake up after a short rest.” Shiela argued with reason.

“Hmph! Do you believe this kind of nonsense? If Uncle Cheng wakes up today, I will jump off the roof of the hospital!” Vivian vowed.

As soon as these words came out, Caden, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had a feeling.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1102

Without the interruption of flies, Dustin stunned Caden with a knife and began to treat him seriously.

It was because of Caden’s practice of evil exercises that his life was overdrawn, his meridians were damaged, and his internal organs were destroyed.

Coupled with the stimulation of Michio Yamada, the situation became more serious.

Now Caden’s whole body was like an over-inflated rubber ball. If he wasn’t careful, he would suddenly explode.

Dustin could only prick the acupuncture points with silver needles to calm his qi and blood first, and then use his true qi to unblock the blocked meridians and repair some damaged places at the same time.

In the follow-up, drug treatment is also required.

Time is passing little by little.

The silver needles in Dustin’s hand kept falling on Caden one after another.

First the head, then the chest, and finally the abdomen.

From top to bottom, they were densely tied, directly turning Murong City into a hedgehog.

After applying the needle, Dustin spread his fingers and began to play lightly on the silver needle like playing a piano string.

“Buzz…”

As Dustin flicked his fingers, a large number of silver needles began to tremble and rotate. Wisps of Xuanqing’s true energy followed the silver needles and quickly poured into the acupuncture points of Caden’s body.

This situation lasted for about a stick of incense.

When Dustin sweated slightly on his forehead, he finally stopped delivering Qi.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, Dustin took all the silver needles into his pocket instantly.

“Is this the end?”

Lily frowned slightly, a little unsure.

Caden was still lying on the hospital bed, seemingly unresponsive.

“I was just knocked unconscious. It will take a while to wake up.”

Dustin took out a pen and paper, wrote a prescription and handed it to Lily: “Follow this prescription and boil three bowls into one bowl. Drink it for seven days and you will basically be cured.”

“OK.”

Lily took the prescription and took a look at it, then ordered someone to get the medicine.

“By the way, there’s one more thing.”

As if thinking of something, Dustin seriously warned: “Murongcheng practiced Soul Devouring Kungfu, which led to his madness and almost died suddenly. When he wakes up, he must be told not to practice this kind of evil kung fu again, otherwise If the condition relapses, it will be hard for gods to save you!”

“Understood, I will advise him carefully.”

Lily nodded seriously.

“Okay, my mission has been completed, I won’t stay here for long, take my leave.”

Dustin greeted politely and prepared to get up and leave.

“Brother Dustin, I’ll give it to you.”

Shiela said quickly.

“No, take good care of your dad here. If you have any questions, you can contact me at any time.”

Chase Lu smiled slightly, then turned around and went out.

After a while, Garrett and his party returned to the ward.

“Second Aunt, I just saw that Dustin has left. Is it possible that Second Uncle’s illness has been cured?” Garrett asked tentatively.

“Probably.” Lily was a little unsure.

“Since it’s been cured, why hasn’t the person woke up yet?” Garrett asked.

“Aunt Yulan, are you being deceived? That guy is obviously playing tricks, knowing he can’t do it, so he took the opportunity to sneak away.” Vivian looked wise.

“It’s very possible! I’ve seen a lot of charlatans like this. They will do whatever it takes to get money!” Chase Johnson said with some indignation.

“Don’t talk nonsense! Brother Dustin is not a liar!” Shiela was a little unhappy.

“Xue’er, you are too naive and don’t understand what makes people’s hearts evil.” Garrett shook his head.

“Yes, Xue’er, don’t be deceived by Dustin’s sweet words. If he is really capable, why didn’t he cure Uncle Cheng?” Vivian asked.

“My dad has recovered from his illness. He will wake up after a short rest.” Shiela argued with reason.

“Hmph! Do you believe this kind of nonsense? If Uncle Cheng wakes up today, I will jump off the roof of the hospital!” Vivian vowed.

As soon as these words came out, Caden, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had a feeling.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1103

“Eh?”

Upon witnessing this scene, several individuals were left in bewilderment.

Vivian, in particular, wore an expression of disbelief, utterly flabbergasted.

Could it be that my jaw has dropped?

Just snapped out of it?

“Snap out of it, snap out of it! My dad’s awake!”

Shiela cheered, overflowing with joy.

“Are you really awake? That lad’s medical skills are truly remarkable?”

Everyone exchanged astonished glances.

Even Mr. Yamada found himself at a loss, being healed by an unknown young practitioner, a truly unexpected turn of events.

“Sister Vivian, how about you? Now you’ve seen how capable Brother Dustin is,” Shiela remarked, her face tinged with both pride and satisfaction.

“Well…”

Vivian looked abashed, her cheeks flushing.

I had just sworn to leap off that building, and now I’m getting a figurative slap in the face.

“What’s going on? Why am I here?”

Caden questioned, his face marked by confusion, as he struggled to sit up, a prickling sensation coursing through his body.

It was akin to being prodded by Nanny Rong’s needle.

“Dad! You went berserk and nearly lost your life. Brother Dustin saved you!”

Shiela stepped forward, recounting the entire incident in detail.

After listening, Caden furrowed his brows: “Dustin saved me? How is that possible?”

“It’s true!”

Shiela asserted with a solemn expression, “If Brother Dustin hadn’t intervened, you might already be six feet under.”

“Something’s amiss, there’s an air of peculiarity about all this.”

After careful consideration, Caden suddenly remarked, “If even Mr. Yamada couldn’t remedy my ailment, how could that lad Dustin manage it? I don’t believe he possesses such power!”

He and Dustin had never seen eye to eye; how could the lad have saved him?

There must be a conspiracy at play!

“Dad, the facts are right before us. What is there to doubt?” Shiela frowned.

She felt her father was being a touch unreasonable.

“Silly girl, people’s motives are unpredictable. Don’t accept everything at face value.”

Caden pontificated, “I’ve been immersed in martial arts since childhood and have always enjoyed robust health. How could I suddenly fall gravely ill? If my deductions are correct, it must be that lad Dustin’s doing!

He secretly administered some concoction to render me seriously ill and teetering on the brink of death, only to then emerge as a saviour, preserving my life.

From that moment, he’d become a tremendous benefactor to the Murong clan, leveraging this opportunity to ascend the ranks of our family.

This lad is truly devious!”

As he concluded, Caden clenched his teeth, his visage marred by resentment.

They’d had a confrontation the previous day, and now this happened. He harboured strong suspicions that Dustin was behind it all!

“Dad! What are you saying? Brother Dustin isn’t that sort of person!” Shiela defended, attempting to reason.

“I believe what my second uncle is saying holds weight.”

Garrett asserted with a serious demeanor, “You must remain vigilant against others. A nobody like Dustin could resort to anything to acquire influence. Directing and starring in his own play isn’t out of the realm of possibility.”

“That’s correct! Everything makes sense now. Dustin intentionally drugged him, then rescued him, seizing the opportunity to shine. This type of person is truly loathsome!” Vivian declared through gritted teeth.

“What a vile scheme! What a malicious heart!”

“If this individual isn’t dealt with, it’s truly intolerable!”

Each person took turns reproaching, their every word charged with righteous anger and indignation.

Under Caden’s influence, Dustin’s role as a saviour had completely transformed into that of a pariah.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1104

“It’s not like that! It’s not like that!”

Witnessing Sheila Murray being unjustly accused, Lily vigorously shook her head, offering various explanations, “You’ve misunderstood. Brother Dustin isn’t a malevolent person. You can’t make baseless claims here!”

“Sensible girl, you’re still young. Some wrongdoers conceal themselves so cunningly that it’s hard to discern. Only an astute eye like my father’s can spot the signs at once,” Caden stated solemnly.

“Yes, Sheila, Dustin clearly harbours ill intentions. Don’t let yourself be fooled by him,” everyone urged.

“I don’t believe it… I don’t believe it! Brother Dustin would never harm anyone!”

Sheila Murray was so distressed that her eyes turned red, imploring Lily, “Mum, please say something! Brother Dustin saved me once, and now he’s cured Dad’s ailment. You’ve seen it all, Chase, you can vouch for it, can’t you?”

“Brother Caden, could there be a misunderstanding?” Lily attempted to mediate.

“Confused!”

Caden furrowed his brow, “Sheila may not see through, but do you think you can’t? Over these years, what sorts of people haven’t I encountered? To curry favour with us, to climb the social ladder, these lower-level individuals will stop at nothing. I’ve long grown accustomed to this kind of gratitude-seeking behaviour!”

“But…”

Lily was about to say something, but was brusquely cut off by Caden, “What? Do you think I’m mistaken in my judgment? Or do you not trust my word?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Lily looked abashed and could only choose to stay silent.

Although she felt Caden was a touch arbitrary, she wouldn’t cross her husband for an outsider like Dustin.

Not worth it.

“Dad, Mum, why are you like this?” Sheila Murray was a tad dissatisfied.

Dustin clearly saved lives, yet in the end, he still had to bear this stigma.

Isn’t this repaying kindness with resentment?

“Sheila, I know you have feelings for that lad Dustin, but don’t let infatuation cloud your judgement.”

Caden cautioned with a stern expression, “That lad is penniless, lacks standing, and has no pedigree. He’s utterly unsuitable for you. The difference between you is like night and day, and you can never be together.”

“Dad! What are you saying?” Sheila Murray was both ashamed and indignant.

“I’m saying it for your own good. Your future husband must be a formidable and accomplished young man. If not, he must hail from a wealthy family. A lad like Dustin, with no shoes on his feet, is entirely unfit!” Caden declared, his disdain undisguised.

What right does a village doctor have to be his son-in-law?

It’s simply preposterous!

“Sheila, I think what my second uncle said holds merit. Dustin and us, we’re from different worlds. If you force him into our circle, it’ll only end in misery for both you and him,” Garrett spoke gravely.

“Yes, Sheila, please snap out of it. This Dustin chap only knows how to sweet-talk and will do anything to curry your favour. It’s really quite unnerving!” Vivian added, fanning the flames.

“Sheila, we’re all your kin and friends. We can’t bear to see you harmed. Listen to our counsel and keep your distance from Dustin in the future. It’s best to sever ties,” Chase Johnson advised.

“Enough… please, enough!”

Sheila Murray covered her ears and shook her head vigorously, feeling thoroughly distressed.

She refused to believe that Chase Dustin was a malefactor, and she was even less willing to accept the chasm in their standings.

Didn’t she have the right to choose her friends?

“Sheila, while the words may be a tad harsh, they are nonetheless an unchangeable reality.”

Lily advised gently, “It’s fine for you and Dustin to be casual friends, but don’t become too entangled. In this world, some people are destined for greatness, while others live like weeds. The difference in status is more than just a word—it can’t be easily bridged.”

She thanked Dustin for his treatment, but that didn’t mean she’d endorse their relationship.

“Enough, please, enough… I won’t listen, I won’t listen… You’re all deceitful!”

Sheila Murray was so overwhelmed that she burst into tears on the spot and rushed out of the door.

The opposition from her family and the admonitions from her friends were like daggers to her heart.

Could it be that she was truly mistaken?

Should she not care for Dustin?

“Sheila!”

Seeing Sheila Murray bolt out, Lily was about to follow, but was restrained by Caden, “Leave her be for now. Let her find solace on her own. One day, she’ll learn to mature and can’t be so headstrong anymore.”

“I wonder if this kid will come to his senses,” Lily sighed softly.

Love, in her view, was futile.

She’d witnessed many affluent ladies who risked everything for so-called love, only to end up battered and bruised.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1105

She didn’t want her daughter to follow in the footsteps of these people.

“Why? Why is this happening?”

At this moment, it was dark.

After Sheila Murray rushed out of the hospital, she huddled beneath the streetlight on the corner of the road and wept until her tears seemed inexhaustible.

The faint glow elongated her shadow considerably.

She cared not for Dustin’s standing or his influence; she simply held affection for him.

She genuinely couldn’t fathom why everyone was against it?

Must two people be of the same ilk to be together?

What should she do, then?

Should she chase love without heed for her own safety?

Or should she heed her family’s counsel and conceal this love deep within her heart?

“Crunch!”

At this juncture, a black commercial vehicle emblazoned with a brand suddenly pulled up by the roadside.

The car door swung open, and a group of masked men dressed in black swiftly disembarked and swiftly encircled Sheila Murray.

“Who are you? What’s your purpose?”

Sheila Murray’s face wore a vigilant expression, and she instinctively stepped back.

“Miss Sheila, my master wishes to meet you. Please accompany us.”

The lead masked man inclined his head slightly, then extended his hand in a beckoning gesture.

“I’m not going! Leave me be!”

Sheila Murray spun around and bolted without uttering a word.

“Seize her.”

The leader signaled, and a swarm of black-clad men immediately closed in and bound Sheila Murray.

“Release me! Let go!”

Sheila Murray thrashed wildly and continued to shout.

“Miss Sheila, apologies for the imposition. Take her away!”

The leader waved his hand, ordered Sheila Murray to be bound, and got into the vehicle.

Then he pressed the accelerator and sped off.

At the scene, only one of Sheila Murray’s shoes remained, kicked off in her escape…

The night grew even darker.

At this moment, within Fengyu Villa.

Dustin sat drinking with a group of individuals from the Qilin Gang.

Previously, the position of Hall Master of Yanlong Hall had been vacant, but with the arrival of Emperor Xuan, he now naturally assumed this role.

As for the old tippler, despite being cured, he hadn’t shaken his old habits and would easily become inebriated.

“Jingle Bell……”

At this juncture, Dustin’s mobile phone rang abruptly.

When he answered, it was an unfamiliar voice: “Hello, Mr. Dustin, is this? I have your girlfriend Sheila Murray in my possession. If you wish for her safety, bring Qicai Ganoderma here immediately. I’ll be waiting for you at the Chengbei Steel Plant, remember, come alone.”

With those words, the call was disconnected, and a video of the kidnapping was sent.

In the video, Sheila Murray was suspended in the air, her clothes disheveled.

A gathering of masked men in black surrounded her, all of them eyeing each other.

After viewing the video, Dustin’s countenance darkened instantly.

Unforeseeably, shortly after leaving the hospital, something had befallen Sheila Murray. Clearly, the abductor had planned this.

“Drink at your leisure, I’ll step out for a moment.”

Dustin wasted no time, rising and departing promptly.

There were few who were privy to the knowledge of Seven Gathering Ganoderma, so he was intensely curious: who was scheming in the shadows?

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1106

At this moment, within a derelict steel mill.

Sheila Murray dangled, tightly bound and unconscious, her eyes hidden beneath a black cloth.

Watanabe Tenmei, adorned in opulence, savoured a prime cut of Wagyu steak while indulging in a glass of exquisite wine.

Every motion exuded elegance, a smile gracing the face, every gesture steeped in aristocratic charm.

“Young Master, time ticks on and the target remains elusive. I reckon he lacks the nerve to show up,” a robust warrior in crimson reported after a while.

“Fret not, we shall wait,” Watanabe Tianming declared.

He set down knife and fork, dabbing his mouth with a napkin before speaking with a smile, “I’ve delved into the connection between Dustin and Sheila Murray. It’s no simple affair. Given his nature, he’ll undoubtedly come to her aid.”

“I fear Dustin may be unwilling to part with the Qicai Ganoderma. Why not send your men into Fengyu Villa to seize the treasure directly?” the crimson-clad warrior suggested.

“Rash!” Watanabe Tianming’s countenance turned frigid. “Fengyu Villa conceals numerous masters. Even if we succeed, our losses will be severe. Can the lives of Dragon Kingdom’s warriors compare to the nobility of our Golden Crow Kingdom?”

“The Dragon Kingdom’s warriors are naught but inept, Master. You overestimate them,” the crimson-clad warrior grumbled.

Their warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom were handpicked and battle-hardened. How could a group of Dragon Kingdom’s weaklings stand a chance?

“While Dragon Kingdom’s warriors may lack prowess, they can overwhelm through sheer numbers. Even tigers must beware of a wolf pack,” Watanabe Tenming cautioned.

“Understood, Master.”

The crimson-clad warrior outwardly nodded, yet his eyes remained defiant, clearly dismissing the Dragon Kingdom’s warriors.

After all, decades ago, Longguo’s people were beneath their heels.

“Have you been waiting for me?”

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed.

It appeared without warning, seemingly from all directions.

“Who’s there?”

Instantly, everyone was on high alert, eyes scanning the surroundings.

“Step, step, step…”

Accompanied by the soft sound of footsteps, a tall, imposing figure emerged from the shadows.

It was Dustin, arriving just in time.

“Mr. Dustin, you’ve finally arrived. I’ve been anticipating our meeting,” Watanabe Tenaki greeted with a polite smile.

“And who might you be?” Dustin surveyed the area.

Around the entire factory, about twenty to thirty individuals lay in ambush, including five innate masters, while the rest boasted peak internal strength.

In a provincial capital, this force could challenge even the wealthiest families.

“I am Watanabe Tenaki. Delighted to make your acquaintance,” he nodded.

“Watanabe? Are you from the Golden Crow Kingdom?” Dustin swiftly deduced.

“Indeed.”

Watanabe Tianming stated plainly, “I’ve heard that Mr. Dustin possesses a Ganoderma lucidum plant. I’m immensely interested and prepared to offer a substantial sum for its acquisition. I hope Mr. Dustin can bear to part with it.”

“Your offer may be generous, but I cannot relinquish the Qicai Ganoderma,” Dustin firmly declined.

“What? Mr. Dustin, do you believe I lack the means? Simply name your price, and I shan’t haggle,” Watanabe Tianming was forthright.

“I abhor being coerced. By employing this tactic to summon me, you’ve crossed a line. No amount of money will sway me,” Dustin stated coolly.

“Hmm?”

Watanabe Tianming’s gaze grew icy, but he swiftly masked it with a smile, “Mr. Dustin, I erred in my approach. I’m willing to extend my apologies. If you consent to sell the Qicai Ganoderma, we can easily come to an agreement.”

“It appears you still don’t grasp the situation. Allow me to reiterate. You are not worthy of possessing a treasure like the Qicai Ganoderma. I wouldn’t sell it to you even if it were to feed a dog!” Dustin was unapologetic.

At these words, Watanabe Tianming’s countenance darkened in an instant.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1107

“Ba Ga, Road!”

The crimson-clad samurai seethed with anger, drawing his sword with a swift motion, poised to strike.

“Mr. Dustin, there’s a saying in your Dragon Kingdom that those who grasp the current affairs are truly wise. If you surrender the Qicai Ganoderma, I’ll allow you both to leave. Should you dare refuse, death awaits you!” Watanabe Tenming warned.

“Just because you lot still think you can kill me? Do you possess that capability?” Dustin sneered.

“Don’t believe me? You’re welcome to try,” Watanabe Tenaki snapped his fingers.

“Hi!”

The warrior in red responded, closing in on Chase Dustin with a blade in hand, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. “You people from the Dragon Kingdom are nothing more than feeble men of East Asia, always prattling on about heroism. Today, I’ll give you a lesson you won’t forget!”

“What did you just say?”

Dustin’s countenance turned icy, a surge of murderous intent gleaming in his eyes.

Some eighty years past, the Golden Crow Kingdom did indeed hold sway over the Dragon Kingdom for a time.

Back then, the Dragon Kingdom had only just emerged from a war, left in ruins and with a weakened national power. It was consequently subjected to various oppressions by the Golden Crow Kingdom, even earning the derogatory title of the “feeble men of East Asia.”

After decades of progress, the Dragon Kingdom had risen to prominence, but the stain of that past humiliation under Zeng Jin lingered unforgotten.

Hearing that ignominious label now, any hot-blooded man would bristle in indignation.

“Angry, are you?”

The crimson-clad warrior laughed savagely. “You feeble men of East Asia will forever be beneath the heels of our Golden Crow Kingdom. Eighty years ago, it was true, and it holds true today.

You’re all inferior races, the lowliest of slaves, no better than our hounds.

You ought only to kneel before us and beg for mercy.

True, you’re humble, but you can’t deny your women are strikingly beautiful.

After I dispatch you, the feeble man of East Asia, I’ll take pleasure in the company of your woman.

No… I think I’ll humiliate her thoroughly right before your eyes!

Hahaha…”

By the end of his tirade, the red-clad warrior erupted into boisterous laughter.

Incredibly haughty, unapologetically arrogant.

Even the group of black-clad warriors surrounding them joined in the mirth.

Each one brimming with pride and self-satisfaction.

In their eyes, how could the lowly warriors of the Dragon Kingdom possibly compare to the noble warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom?

“You—you’ve sealed your own fate!”

Witnessing the warriors reveling in their callousness, Dustin’s fury surged, and a murderous rage ignited within him.

With a powerful step, he propelled himself forward like a cannonball, landing a fierce blow on the red-clad warrior.

“Go to hell!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, the crimson warrior yelled, gripping the knife in both hands, evading forward, and bringing the blade down heavily towards Dustin’s head.

His sword, wielded by elite warriors, could cleave through steel.

Moreover, the blade outreached the span of a hand, making a weaponless charge a suicidal move.

“Qiang!”

At last, the red warrior’s sword met Dustin’s head with force.

To everyone’s astonishment, Dustin emerged unscathed, while the finely wrought iron blade snapped cleanly in two.

“What?!”

The crimson-clad warrior’s eyes widened in horror, his face a mask of disbelief.

He could never have fathomed that a person’s skull could be harder than a blade.

“Boom!”

A dull thud resounded.

Before the red-clad warrior could react, he was impaled through the chest by Dustin’s punch.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1108

Dustin’s fist surged forward, then retracted in a powerful blow, sending a spray of blood across the ground.

“Well…”

The scarlet-clad warrior stood frozen, disbelief etched across his face. He lowered his gaze in shock, beholding the fist that had pierced through his chest.

Aren’t the people from the Dragon Kingdom supposed to be feeble? Aren’t their warriors mere shadows of strength?

Then why, in front of me, does this man possess such formidable power?

Overwhelmed by shock, fear, and an unwillingness to yield, the crimson-clad warrior eventually crumpled to the ground, succumbing to his demise, a bitter hatred in his eyes.

“Foolish arrogance!”

Dustin’s countenance remained cold and unyielding. Without pause, he delivered a forceful kick to the head of the fallen red-clad warrior.

“Boom!”

A resounding explosion echoed.

The warrior’s head disintegrated on the spot, akin to a smashed watermelon.

Life extinguished in an instant.

Dustin was resolute in his approach, a swift executor, never debasing the fallen. But the words of the red-clad warrior had kindled a fire within him.

A hatred for his homeland and kin, under dual assault, drove him to a point where he yearned to dismember the red-clad warrior and feed him to the hounds.

“What?”

Observing this spectacle, Watanabe Tianming couldn’t help but alter his expression.

He hadn’t anticipated Dustin’s might, deeming the red-clad warrior on par with the innate masters of the Dragon Kingdom.

The swiftness with which such a being could be vanquished with a solitary punch was truly terrifying.

“Ba Ga, forward!”

With their comrades felled before them, the warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom unsheathed their blades in unison.

Among them, the four scarlet-clad warriors were all innate masters.

Combined with over twenty individuals boasting peak internal strength, their charge was nothing short of formidable.

“Slay him!”

Watanabe Tenming bellowed, issuing the decree of death without a moment’s hesitation.

Their initial plan had been to capture him alive, but it seemed increasingly improbable.

Confronting a genuine master, one must commit fully, else risk certain failure.

“Slay!”

Swords raised, the warriors surged forth.

Dustin stamped his foot, and the sword beside the fallen warrior sprang up, landing firmly in his grasp.

“You shall all meet your end!”

Dustin’s resolve was unyielding. With a single-handed grip on the blade, he swept forth.

“Whoosh!”

A gleaming blade shot forth like a colossal scythe, cleaving through their ranks.

The black-clad warriors at the forefront were impaled by the blade’s light before they could react.

The four scarlet-clad warriors reacted swiftly, raising their swords in defense.

“Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang!”

A cacophony of metal striking metal rang out as the swords of the four crimson-clad warriors were cleaved in twain. Dustin’s blade continued its luminous arc, effortlessly piercing through their forms.

With a final resounding “bang,” a wall crumbled.

The impaled warriors stood frozen, as if transformed into stone, incapable of movement.

The ensuing moment, a torrent of blood gushed forth. The warriors were severed, their upper and lower halves now separate entities.

Finally, they crumpled to the ground, life extinguished, and bodies dismembered.

“A single stroke?!”

Watanabe Tianming stood paralyzed, aghast, his countenance a canvas of terror.

With but one strike, he had dispatched more than twenty formidable warriors.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1109

Is this bloke a monster? ! !

“It’s your turn!”

Dustin suddenly lifted his head, his sharp eyes piercing the trembling Watanabe Tianming.

“Mr. Dustin, if you have something to say, there’s no need for us to go at each other with swords. I’ll give your lady back to you. I’ll be off now and won’t cross your path in the future!”

Watanabe Tianming panicked, trying to speak reason.

He’d plotted and readied over twenty sturdy warriors, yet they couldn’t stand against the opponent’s blade.

This person is truly dreadful!

“Since you’ve gone and kidnapped folks, your fate was sealed. It’s too late for this talk now.”

Garrett bore no expression and slowly raised his knife.

“Stop!”

Right then, a furious shout echoed at the door.

Shortly after, Garrett led a troop of armed soldiers, charging in fiercely.

Vivian, Chase Johnson, and others were among them.

“You’ve timed your arrival perfectly. These folks from the Golden Crow Kingdom had designs on Xue’er. You should apprehend those who need arresting and lay to rest those who need burying.” Dustin pointed at the lifeless body on the floor.

“Silence! You’ve got no place to speak here!”

Garrett glared, then turned his gaze to Watanabe Tianming, his face registering surprise. “Brother Tianming, why is it you?”

“Brother Gao Chao?”

Tianming Watanabe was momentarily taken aback, a touch of astonishment in his eyes.

He and Garrett had met while studying abroad. They weren’t bosom buddies, but they were rather close.

“Brother Tianming, what brings you here?” Garrett asked, a bit taken aback.

“I…” Tianming Watanabe faltered for words.

He couldn’t very well spill the beans about kidnapping Murong Xue and then using her as leverage against Dustin, could he?

“He won’t talk, so I’ll do it for him.”

Dustin stated matter-of-factly. “This Watanabe Tenming kidnapped Xue’er with ill intent. He’s got wicked designs. He’ll be taken into custody and thoroughly questioned to see if he’s got any partners in crime.”

“Hmm?”

Hearing this, Garrett couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

“Brother Gao Chao, this is all a misunderstanding. Don’t pay any mind to his prattle!” Watanabe Tianming started to protest.

He mustn’t confess at this juncture, or his only shot at survival would be kaput.

“Brother Tianming, I’ll look into whether this holds water. I give you my word that I won’t accuse an innocent person or let a guilty one off the hook.”

As Garrett spoke, he turned his gaze back to Dustin. “You say Watanabe Tenming kidnapped Xue’er. Do you have any proof?”

“Proof?”

Dustin arched an eyebrow. “Do you need proof for what’s plain as day?”

“I’ve just walked in and don’t know a thing. I’m asking you now, so you’d best give a straight answer.” Garrett’s countenance was stern.

“You want proof, do you?”

Dustin gestured towards the body on the ground. “These masked assassins are all warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom, and Tianming Watanabe is also a member of the Golden Crow Kingdom. It’s clear as day they’re in cahoots. Is that proof enough?”

Hearing this, Watanabe Tenming’s eyelids twitched, a touch of nervousness creeping in for no apparent reason.

“Not sufficient.”

Garrett glanced at it and shook his head slightly.

“Not good enough!”

Dustin seized Watanabe Tenming, pulled out his mobile from his pocket, unlocked it, and pored over it carefully. He quickly brought up the video of Murong Xue’s abduction and said icily, “Wide-eyed and take a look. This is Watanabe Tenming’s threatening video. It’s crystal clear who the wrongdoer is and who’s in the right, isn’t it obvious enough?!”

Seeing this, Watanabe Tianming instantly turned pale.

With the evidence so concrete now, there was no room for equivocation.

It’s all over, truly over now.

“Let me have a look…”

Garrett took the phone and began to examine it closely.

Before long, he furrowed his brow and looked grave.

After a moment, Garrett seemed to have pieced something together. He took a deep breath and said calmly, “What kidnapping video? It’s a forgery from the get-go. I’m warning you, don’t prattle on and sully Brother Tianming’s name, or I’ll have to take action!” With that, he exerted pressure and destroyed the phone.

This was clearly tampering with evidence!

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1110

“Excuse me?”

Staring at the mangled mobile phone, Dustin furrowed his brows, his expression instantly darkening.

He hadn’t anticipated that Garrett would stoop to such a level, openly obliterating evidence and shielding Watanabe Tenming right before the public eye.

Is this how they intend to treat him, as though he were invisible?

Even Watanabe Tianming appeared bewildered at this turn of events. With the evidence presented, he had believed his fate was sealed just moments ago. Yet, Garrett’s unexpected appearance had thrown him for a loop.

“Tianming, don’t fret. As long as I’m here, no harm shall befall you today,” Garrett assured, his tone resolute.

He may not have cared much about Murong Xue’s abduction, but if he could seize this moment to forge an alliance with Watanabe Tenming, it would undoubtedly be the shrewdest move. After all, the Watanabe family held a prominent position within the Golden Crow Kingdom’s top echelons.

“With Garrett by my side, I place my trust in his judgment,” Watanabe Tenming promptly affirmed. Given Garrett’s proactive display of goodwill, he saw fit to go along with the flow and reciprocate the sentiment.

“Dustin, are you really considering collaborating with Watanabe Tenming?” Vivian inquired, his countenance icy.

He had apprehended the key figure and even produced the evidence. Yet, Garrett, who had rushed to his aid, not only refrained from administering severe punishment to the perpetrator but also muddled the truth, deliberately shielding him and destroying the evidence. This vile, shameless, and obsequious conduct was an affront to both mortals and deities alike.

“Dustin, you have no evidence, and yet you dare to falsely accuse Tianming? How audacious!” Garrett shot back. “Furthermore, I have grounds to suspect that the recent video was a fabrication on your part, and that you are the actual culprit behind Xueer’s abduction!”

“Are you blind? Can’t you see the bodies of so many Golden Crow warriors?” Dustin couldn’t help but exclaim.

This wretch sought only to shield a criminal, yet he had the audacity to berate him.

“Hmph! Brother Tianming came here with the warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom to rescue Xue’er and foster goodwill between our nations. It would be in your best interest to cooperate. Once your true identity was exposed, you flew into a rage and slew the Golden Crow warriors. Now, you stand as the culprit of both realms. A sinner!” Garrett proclaimed resolutely.

With a few choice words, he affixed a colossal accusation upon Dustin’s head.

“Haha… What a man, turning a deer into a horse and distorting the truth.”

Dustin was incensed to the point of laughter. “Garrett, as a direct descendant of the General’s Mansion, you ought to possess more backbone and a fiercer sense of loyalty than the average person. Yet, you fall short. You prefer grovelling before the Golden Crow Kingdom rather than upholding righteousness. You, this sort of disgrace, have truly besmirched the honour of the General’s Mansion!”

“How dare you!”

“Outrageous!”

These words elicited a chorus of furious rebukes.

Eyes wide with indignation, everyone voiced their condemnation.

“Dustin! I always knew you were no good, but I never imagined you would stoop to kidnapping Xue’er. You’re lower than a swine or a cur!” Vivian admonished sternly.

“Indeed! If Mr. Watanabe hadn’t intervened in time, Xue’er would have suffered at your hands, you wretch!” Chase Johnson seethed.

“Vile scoundrel! Your intentions are nefarious. We gravely misjudged you!”

“Such vermin should be apprehended, interrogated, and meted out severe punishment!”

A gathering of young men and women chimed in, swiftly condemning Dustin as the wrongdoer.

“Dustin! Your malevolence knows no bounds, and you’ve transgressed. I hereby order your immediate arrest and demand that you kneel before brother Tianming in apology. Failure to comply will bear severe consequences!” Garrett declared, his tone frigid.

A powerless man, yet he acted with such impunity?

“Garrett, I truly underestimated the depths of your depravity.”

Dustin’s cold gaze swept over them one by one before settling once more. “Judging by your proficiency, it’s clear this isn’t your first foray into such treachery. Unfortunately for you, today you’ve crossed swords with the wrong individual. Do you believe you can incriminate me with mere words? Or that you can halt me in my tracks?”

“What? You still dare to resist?”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1111

Garrett sneered: “Open your eyes and look around. They are all my people. As long as you dare to mess around, I guarantee that you will be shot into a hornet’s nest immediately!”

“Mr. Dustin, bullets don’t have eyes, you’d better admit defeat obediently.” Tianming Watanabe smiled triumphantly.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom still have the old habit of fighting among themselves.

Of course, this is what he wants to see.

“The one with the surname Dustin! If you don’t want to die, you should surrender quickly, or you won’t have time to regret it!” Vivian and her party were arrogant.

“Garrett, you are playing with fire.”

Dustin warned with a cold face: “For the sake of the old general, I don’t want to hurt anyone. If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing has happened. If you insist on protecting the Jinwu people, then don’t blame me.” You’re welcome!”

“You’re welcome? Hehehe…”

Garrett smiled and looked like an idiot: “Dustin, who do you think you are? Do you dare to threaten me here? Do you believe it or not, just one word from me can make you disappear from the world!”

After speaking, he lightly snapped his fingers.

In the next second, all the armed soldiers behind him raised their guns and aimed at Chase Dustin.

“Now, I order you to kneel down!”

Garrett held his head high, stretched out his hand and pointed down, as if I’m sure of you.

“Say it again?”

Dustin said expressionlessly.

“Are you deaf? I want you to kneel down…”

Before Garrett finished his sentence, Dustin made a sudden move, grabbed his face, and lifted him up directly.

Garrett’s face seemed to be covered by a big spider, and all the words that came to his mouth were blocked.

Because of excessive force, his entire face was distorted by Chase Dustin.

“Be bold!”

“Let go!”

Everyone was shocked at first, and then became furious.

However, Garrett was held hostage, no one dared to act recklessly.

“I’m killing you like I’m picking something out of a bag, why do you make me kneel?”

Dustin held Garrett with one hand, his eyes terrifyingly cold.

Sometimes, the enemy is not hateful, because the two sides have different positions. What is really hateful are those second devils who worship foreigners and fawn on foreigners.

“Dustin! You are committing a crime and provoking the general’s government!”

Garrett looked painful and threatened: “I warn you to let me go quickly, otherwise you will die forever!”

“As a descendant of the General’s Mansion, you are a groveling coward. You really embarrass the General’s Mansion. Since your father doesn’t know how to teach you, then I will personally educate you!”

While Dustin was speaking, he punched Garrett violently in the abdomen.

The latter let out a scream, and his whole body became like a shrimp, and he vomited out the dinner he had just eaten.

As a result, as soon as he reached his mouth, he was pressed back abruptly by Dustin’s palm.

For a while, he couldn’t get up and down, coughed again and again, his face turned red, and he felt very uncomfortable.

“I…I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you!”

Garrett gritted his teeth with hatred, his face was full of ferociousness, he never saw the calmness and composure he had before.

“Yeah?”

Dustin sneered, grabbed Garrett’s face with one hand, and punched wildly with the other, as if beating a drum.

Punch after punch hit his abdomen hard.

Garrett was beaten until he screamed again and again, his whole body convulsed, and he even urinated.

Completely lost my temper.


Chapter 1112

“Stop!”

Just as Dustin was giving Garrett a thrashing, a scream suddenly echoed from behind him.

Dustin turned around and discovered that Murong Xue had roused herself at some point.

Her small face held a mixture of shock and disbelief.

She hadn’t anticipated witnessing such a scene right after waking up.

She couldn’t fathom why Dustin would want to lay hands on her cousin.

“Brother Dustin, what are you doing?”

Murong Xue wrinkled her brow, a bit bewildered.

“Garrett has lost his way and is championing the wrong cause. I’m merely imparting a lesson on behalf of the old general to steer him from the path of harm to himself and others,” Dustin explained plainly.

“Nonsense!”

Vivian immediately interjected: “Xue’er! It was Dustin who abducted you. We came to rescue you, but he took your cousin and subjected him to this beating. Look at your cousin, the state he’s in.”

“That’s right! This man harbours ill intentions. Once we uncovered his true identity, he flew into a rage and caused harm. It’s a grave offence!” affirmed Chase Johnson.

“Brother Dustin, are they telling the truth?” Murong Xue looked astounded.

“Xue’er, do I appear to be that kind of person?” Dustin countered.

“Not at all.” Murong Xue shook her head and inquired, “But why did you want to harm Brother Garrett?”

“Watanabe Tenming from the Golden Crow Kingdom kidnapped you and used you as leverage against me. After I dispatched the warriors from the Golden Crow Kingdom, Garrett arrived with his men.

This man, in his eagerness to curry favour with the Golden Crow Kingdom, not only shielded Watanabe Tenaki intentionally but also turned against me, heaping all the blame on my shoulders and even threatening to have me arrested.

Shouldn’t this subservient fellow be taught a lesson?”

Dustin recounted the entire ordeal in one breath, concluding with a question.

“This…” Murong Xue was momentarily speechless.

If what Dustin said was true, then her cousin had indeed gone too far.

“Xue’er! Don’t let yourself be deceived by him, he’s spinning lies!” Garrett endured the pain and shouted, “He kidnapped you, and we exposed his scandal, so he retaliated against me. This man is a hypocrite!”

Upon hearing these words, Murong Xue wavered once again.

Her cousin had always been upright with an impeccable character. Logically, it seemed implausible for him to commit an act that would tarnish his reputation.

So what really transpired?

“Xue’er, regardless of the truth, you can see it for yourself from the bodies on the ground.”

Dustin spoke calmly, “These were warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom, the same ones who kidnapped you. I believe you might recognize a few of them. You can decide for yourself whether they’re genuine or not.”

Hearing this, Murong Xue examined them more closely and recognized several familiar corpses.

Even though the black-clad men had their faces concealed when they abducted her, she still caught sight of the tattoos on a few of them, which matched those of the warriors before her.

Without a doubt, these Golden Crow Kingdom warriors were indeed the abductors.

“Brother Garrett, it appears these warriors from the Golden Crow Kingdom are genuinely the kidnappers. What’s going on?” Murong Xue frowned, directing her gaze at Garrett.

“Xue’er! You’re being misled!”

Garrett seemed exasperated and stated, “Can’t you see it yet? These warriors from the Golden Crow Kingdom are all Dustin’s men. He orchestrated and staged this entire performance!

He intentionally arranged for someone to abduct you and then swooped in as the saviour just to win your favour!

I’ve long seen through his flippant nature, so don’t buy into his lies!”

Upon hearing this, Dustin couldn’t help but sneer, “Garrett, you really have no shame, do you? It’s like calling black white. If you’re going to accuse me of masterminding this, what does Watanabe Tenmei behind you signify?”

He’d initially thought the other party was cunning and sly, but he hadn’t anticipated this level of shamelessness.

Spreading falsehoods with wide-open eyes.

“Hmph! Brother Tianming is the lone survivor and the sole witness!”

Garrett asserted confidently, “You paid Brother Tianming to abduct, and then silenced him with a murder. You’re a contemptible individual!”

As he spoke, he exchanged a meaningful look with Watanabe Tenaki.


Chapter 1113

The latter was slightly startled, but while admiring him, he quickly responded.

“Miss Xue’er, I’m sorry for the offense I caused before, but Dustin paid us to do the kidnapping. If I had known Miss Xue’er’s identity earlier, I would never dare to offend her.”

Watanabe Tenaki bowed deeply and looked like he was sincerely apologizing.

“Xue’er, have you heard everything? Now there is irrefutable proof that Dustin is the biggest villain!” Garrett took advantage of the opportunity to hit him.

“That’s right! I can testify that Dustin is behind all of this!” Vivian spoke out in support.

“I can also testify! This guy is cunning and cunning. He will do whatever it takes to get the upper hand!” Chase Johnson echoed.

“We can all testify! It’s Dustin who kills people and silences them, and the thieves shout to catch the thieves!”

At this moment, everyone started to criticize.

There are dozens of mouths in front and back, which can be described as a huge momentum.

Under the influence of public opinion, everything that is black can be said to be white.

Sheila Murray was stunned and completely confused.

She didn’t have any opinions to begin with, and now she didn’t know who to trust.

“Xueer, everything I said is true and there is absolutely no lie.” Dustin looked serious.

“Xue’er! I am your cousin and your closest blood relative. Would I lie to you?” Garrett said seriously.

“Xue’er, if you think about it carefully, why should I kidnap you?”

“Xue’er! You’ve known me for so many years, don’t you still know who I am? When did I lie to you?”

“Xue’er, think calmly and don’t be deceived.”

“Xue’er! Do you want to trust an outsider and not trust me as your brother?!”

“…”

Dustin and Garrett started arguing on the spot.

Don’t give in to anyone.

“Stop talking, stop talking! Please stop talking!”

Sheila Murray covered her ears and squatted on the ground, her face full of confusion and pain.

She can no longer tell the truth from the lies, and doesn’t know who to believe.

One is her cousin who she grew up playing with, and the other is Dustin who has helped her many times.

She really doesn’t know what to choose?

“Xue’er…”

Just when Dustin was about to express his condolences, Garrett, who had regained his mobility, suddenly pulled out a knife from behind and stabbed him hard.

“Go to hell!”

Garrett smiled ferociously and stabbed Dustin in the chest.

As long as you kill the guy in front of you, it doesn’t matter who is right or wrong.

With dozens of mouths open, is it possible that Sheila Murray still can’t be talked about?

“Qiang!”

After the tip of the knife pierced the clothes, it was blocked by Dustin’s body-protecting aura, making it difficult to make any progress.

“ah?”

Garrett was stunned for a moment, his face full of astonishment.

His sword cuts iron like clay, how could it not pierce human flesh?

“you wanna die!”

Dustin’s eyes turned cold and he punched Garrett in the abdomen.

“boom!”

There was a muffled sound.

Garrett flew more than ten meters away on the spot, and then hit the wall hard, creating a crater.

The whole person’s mouth and nose were bleeding, and his life was hanging by a thread.


Chapter 1114

“Boom!”

The sudden movement startled everyone.

Xun Sheng looked around and saw that Garrett had been beaten so hard that he was hanging on the wall. His upper body was sunk deep into the wall, leaving only his hands and feet exposed.

Between the mouth and nose, blood spurted out.

It looked terrible.

“Brother Gao Chao!”

“Master!”

After being stunned for a moment, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.

He quickly ran forward, pulled Garrett out of the wall, and gave him various medicines to heal his injuries and provide first aid.

“Lu! How dare you hurt the eldest son of the Murong family? You are so bold!” Vivian was shocked and angry.

“Dustin! If Brother Gao Chao has any shortcomings, your ten lives will not be enough to kill him!” Chase Johnson said sternly.

“Are you blind? It was Garrett who made a sneak attack just now. I was just counterattacking in self-defense.” Dustin said coldly.

“I didn’t see anything, but I saw you attacking someone. I warn you to catch them immediately and wait for your punishment, otherwise you will die without a place to bury you!” Vivian’s expression was a bit ferocious.

“That’s right! I’ll capture you immediately!” Chase Johnson echoed.

“idiot.”

Dustin snorted coldly and didn’t bother to pay attention.

Garrett made a sneak attack first. If he hadn’t reacted quickly, he would have activated the body-protecting Aura in advance.

If this knife goes down, I’m afraid I’ll be stabbed to the core.

Although a martial arts master is invulnerable, the prerequisite is that he must be protected by Gang Qi.

The physical body alone cannot stop the divine weapons.

“Xue’er! Did you see it just now? This guy doesn’t talk about martial arts, and he sneakily attacked your cousin. This is to kill and silence!” Vivian turned her eyes and started to fan the flames.

“That’s right, Xue’er! Dustin has ulterior motives, with a human face and a beast’s heart. Brother Gao Chao just argued a few words with reason, and he actually killed the killer. It’s so sinister!” Chase Johnson continued to add fuel to the flames.

“Brother Dustin…”

Sheila Murray was stunned, her eyes widened, and she was a little disbelieving: “Why? Why do you want to hurt people?”

No matter what, Garrett was her cousin, and Dustin was so serious that he just wanted to take people’s lives.

It’s so cruel!

“Xue’er, it was Garrett who stabbed me first. It was a purely subconscious reaction on my part.” Dustin explained.

At this time, the knife in Garrett’s hand had been put away by Vivian without leaving a trace.

“Hit you?”

Sheila Murray glanced up and down, but found that Dustin was not injured at all, and her eyes were filled with disappointment: “Brother Dustin, are you still lying to me now?

Do you think I’m stupid and naive and therefore easily deceived?

Yes…I am stupid, but I am not blind yet!

If you don’t have evil intentions, why do you want to hurt others?

I always thought you were a good person and always believed in you, but why? Why are you lying to me? ”

While talking, Sheila Murray’s eyes turned red.

She couldn’t believe it before and had always held out hope.

However, she could clearly see the scene where Dustin was beating someone just now.

She had to doubt the other party’s motives.

Is it true that as his father said, Dustin deliberately approached her in order to climb the high branches of the general’s mansion?

Could it be that the previous chance encounters and rescues were all fake?

Do they all have other intentions?

“Xue’er, what are you talking about?”

Dustin frowned slightly and said seriously: “I have never lied to you, and I have never thought you were stupid. I really treat you as a friend.”

“friend?”


Chapter 1115

Sheila Murray chuckled at herself. “If you truly considered me a friend, why did you harm my cousin? Why did you abduct me? Why did you do all of this?!”

“I…”

Dustin was momentarily lost for words.

He had mentioned the altercation twice, but it was clear that Sheila Murray didn’t believe him.

In essence, she had already marked him as a wrongdoer.

No matter how he tried to explain now, no matter how he attempted to vindicate himself, it seemed futile.

Once doubt takes root, trust withers away completely.

This was something he had long come to realise.

“What? Cat got your tongue? Do you even understand that you’re in the wrong?”

“It appears my father was correct. Everything you did before was a sham, a means to an end. It was all about seeking advancement and prestige!”

“I thought you were different, someone special, not like those ordinary folk consumed by vanity.”

“But now, I see I was mistaken, gravely so.”

“There’s no difference between you and those who insincerely approached me. You’re just better at masking your true intentions and duping people.”

“You deceived me to the point where I couldn’t discern the truth, and you nearly turned against my family!”

“Dustin! I despise you! I despise you!”

Sheila Murray almost shouted the last sentence, her tears streaming uncontrollably.

She had given her trust sincerely, believing she would receive sincerity in return, but what she ultimately received was deceit.

She couldn’t fathom, what had she done wrong?

Faced with her accusation, Dustin hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter smile.

He knew Sheila Murray had already made her choice.

In the end, when it came down to it, she chose family over him, over everything.

There was no fault in that, so there was no use in being angry.

“Miss Sheila, I regret that I let you down.”

Dustin offered no explanation, made no attempt to clear his name, only his gaze turned gradually colder. “You’re right, I am a vain and ordinary person, but I never lied to you. Of course, that’s irrelevant now.

I have nothing more to say to you. Just take extra care in the future, be wary of those around you, or you might find yourself hurt.”

“Now, you’re safe and sound, and I owe an explanation to the old general.”

“The path ahead is yours alone to tread, and no one can walk it for you.”

“Take care, and perhaps our paths will cross again…”

With that, Dustin turned and walked away, showing no sign of hesitation.

As they passed, an aura of authority compelled everyone to step aside, no one dared to impede.

“Brother Dustin…”

Watching Dustin’s retreating figure, Sheila Murray felt a sudden panic, extending her hand as if to stop him, yet the words caught in her throat.

A vague foreboding whispered that she might have missed something crucial.

In this moment, the connection between them shattered completely.

Henceforth, they would be strangers.

“Vivian, I warned you about Dustin before. He’s not to be trusted. Now you see his true colours. Stay clear of him in the future. He’s not worth your time!” Chase Johnson added fuel to the fire.

“Absolutely, Vivian, thank you for seeing through him early on. If you kept being taken in, you’d have regretted it for sure. You witnessed it yourself. This bloke was willing to resort to public violence to silence someone. He’s a proper rotter!” Sheila Murray chimed in, her tone cutting.

“Well…”

Sheila Murray sighed softly, her expression a tapestry of emotions.

Though there was a twinge of discomfort in her heart, she ultimately held her peace.

After all, the divide between their worlds was too vast.

Even without these events, it was improbable that their paths would ever truly intersect.

People from different orbits rarely find their orbits aligning.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1116

“Master! Master, wake up!”

A burst of exclamation interrupted Sheila Murray’s thoughts.

Turning around, he discovered that the severely injured Garrett had fallen into a coma.

“Brother Garrett!”

Sheila Murray was startled and hurriedly rushed forward to assess the situation.

Dustin’s forceful blow had caused Garrett’s abdomen to contort.

He looked as if he might retch at any moment.

“This blasted Dustin has actually done such harm to Young Master Garrett? It’s simply outrageous!” Vivian clenched her teeth.

“If that bloke hadn’t scarpered so quickly, I’d have dealt with him!” Chase Johnson lamented bitterly.

Unable to best him in combat, it didn’t stop him from expressing some harsh sentiments.

“Quick! Get him to the hospital!”

Seeing that the situation was dire, Sheila Murray promptly called for assistance to transport Garrett into the car, and then sped straight to Dongjiang Hospital.

Upon arrival at the hospital, it was an all-out effort to save Garrett.

It wasn’t until late into the night that Garrett was finally out of danger.

If Dustin hadn’t spared him and left a window, he would have been in dire straits long ago.

At this very moment, in the private ward.

Garrett lay unconscious, his visage as pallid as a sheet.

Murong Cheng and his companions stood vigil, all wearing solemn expressions.

In the past two days, it seemed like a streak of misfortune had befallen the Murong family.

First, Murong Yue was kicked by a horse, then Murong Cheng was hospitalized with internal injuries, and now Garrett was in a similar predicament.

What was most concerning was that behind these incidents, the spectre of Chase Johnson seemed to loom.

“Garrett! How’s Garrett?!”

At that very moment, Murong Shan rushed into the ward.

After a strenuous day, he had barely managed to get some rest. But before he could even turn in for the night, he received news of his son’s misfortune.

“Brother, don’t get too agitated. Garrett is out of the woods.” Murong Cheng reassured.

“Who? Who did this to my son?!” Murong Shan ground his teeth and bellowed.

He was the head of the Murong family. In the entire provincial capital, he held sway like a king.

Which bloke dared to lay a finger on his son after daring to face down danger?

“It’s Dustin.”

Murong Cheng stated without hesitation: “That lad doesn’t know his place. He offended Garrett and inflicted serious harm upon him. He simply disregards our Murong family!”

“Dustin?”

Murong Shan’s countenance instantly darkened: “This blasted scoundrel! He harmed my daughter before, and now he’s injured my son. I’ll have him minced into pieces!”

Only yesterday, my daughter had been admitted to the hospital, and today, my son was late and lying in a hospital bed.

Under this double blow, his anger was ablaze.

“Brother, please, keep your cool. This Dustin lad truly deserves retribution, but at the moment, causing a commotion all over the city won’t do.” Murong Cheng shook his head.

“What do you mean by that? My son and daughter have been beaten into the hospital, and you want me to pretend nothing happened?” Murong Shan retorted sharply.

“Brother, don’t misunderstand. I’m looking out for your best interests.”

Murong Cheng said with a grave expression: “Remember, tomorrow is the old man’s birthday. While we don’t need a grand affair, there’ll be plenty of guests coming and going. If we escalate this matter, not only will it besmirch our family’s honour, but it will also cast a shadow over the old man’s special day. Besides, explaining ourselves won’t be an easy task.”

Upon hearing this, Murong Shan immediately furrowed his brow.

As much as he yearned to see Dustin pay for his actions, it truly wasn’t the time to mobilize the masses.

The old man’s birthday celebration was the top priority for the Murong family, and countless eyes from the outside world were fixed on them.

If news of today’s incident spread, it would not only tarnish the family’s reputation, but it could also bring ill fortune to the old man.

“Second brother, after all that talk, what’s your suggestion?” Murong Shan inquired.

“If we use the might of the Murong family, it’s bound to scare the snake. In my opinion, it would be wiser to enlist the aid of the Wumeng.”

Murong Cheng suddenly lowered his voice and said, “The Martial Alliance harbours hidden talents. There’s no shortage of skilled fighters. With a little investment, we can effortlessly deal with that lad. Why not?”

“If you don’t tell me, I’d have overlooked it.”


Chapter 1117

Murong Shan nodded abruptly. “Alright, I’ll entrust this matter to you. Gather a few formidable masters and deal with that lad Caden!”

Why resort to using a butcher’s blade on a chicken? Why act personally when it can be resolved with coin?

“No problem,” Sheila Murray smirked.

After all, it was Murong Shanxia’s directive. If things went awry, the old man couldn’t fault her.

…

The following day, in the morning.

There was already a bustling atmosphere in front of General Murong’s residence.

A continuous flow of guests came and went.

Today marked Murong Zhenguo’s birthday.

Noteworthy figures from various spheres and dignitaries all made their way to the occasion.

Though Murong Zhenguo had retired from the forefront, he was once a highly esteemed minister with influence both in governance and amongst the populace.

His disciples and mentees were scattered worldwide.

Across the whole of Jiangnan, none harbored discontent or disrespect towards him.

It’s just that Murong Zhenguo always maintained a modest profile and eschewed extravagance, hence he only extended invitations to a handful of kith and kin whenever he celebrated his birthday.

Naturally, there were some uninvited guests.

At this juncture, at the gates of the General’s Residence.

A black car gradually came to a halt.

The car door swung open, and Dustin descended with Cornelius, a gift in hand.

“Master Dustin, you gave Garrett quite the beating last night, and today you’re here to commemorate his birthday. Are you not afraid the Murong family might turn against you?” Cornelius couldn’t help but inquire.

The General’s Residence was heavily fortified, akin to a fortress. Once inside, exiting would not be a simple task.

“The old general is a reasonable man. I trust he should discern right from wrong,” Dustin stated composedly.

Tit for tat, his altercation with Garrett didn’t impede Murong Zhenguo from celebrating his birthday.

“That’s the best scenario,” Cornelius remarked with solemnity.

He hoped that Murong Zhenguo would be level-headed, but he feared the other party might be blinded by affection for his grandson and act unreasonably.

In that case, they’d be walking into a snare.

“Let’s go.”

Dustin didn’t waste words. After presenting the invitation, he and Cornelius entered the General’s Residence.

The number of guests allowed inside the General’s Residence was limited, but each one was a prominent figure.

Either a high-ranking official of the royal court, a wealthy magnate, or a regional powerhouse.

Today’s ostensibly ordinary banquet was, in fact, top-tier in Jiangnan.

“Hmm?”

As Dustin stepped into the banquet hall, he encountered a few familiar faces.

There stood Sheila Murray, Vivian, Chase Johnson, and others.

Initially engrossed in jovial conversation, their expressions froze upon seeing Dustin at the entrance.

“You…why are you here?” Sheila Murray was momentarily taken aback.

Since parting ways with Chase Dustin the previous night, she had been feeling a sense of emptiness, nearly sleepless throughout the night. Now, suddenly encountering him, she felt a bit overwhelmed.

“Your name’s Dustin! You have quite the audacity! How dare you grace the general’s residence with your presence? I reckon you’re weary of living!” Vivian exclaimed, leaping to her feet and delivering a sharp rebuke.

“There’s a path to heaven if you don’t enter, but once you trespass, there’s no way out of hell. No one can save you today!” Chase Johnson sneered.

Where were they? The renowned General’s Residence!

Guarded by towering walls and an occupying army, it was famed for being as impenetrable as a fortress, as secure as a treasury.

It was also the most heavily fortified location in the entire southern province.

This Dustin character dared to intrude; it was akin to a moth darting into the flame, sealing his own fate!

Chapter 1118

“I’ve come to offer my congratulations to the old general on his birthday. I’ve no intention of causing any trouble, so please allow me to pass.”

Confronted with the shouts and threats, Dustin maintained a stoic expression.

“Heshou? Hmph! Do you even deserve it?” Vivian scoffed mercilessly. “Who do you think you are? By what right do you think you’re qualified to wish the old general a happy birthday? If it weren’t for Xue’er’s sake, do you believe you’d even make it through the doors of the general’s mansion? Stop daydreaming!”

In her view, Sheila had managed to slip in because of Sheila Murray’s introduction the previous day.

“Exactly! Open your eyes and look around. Are there any attendees here celebrating birthdays who aren’t dignitaries? What makes you, a mere insurance salesman, think you can stand with us?” Chase Johnson looked down his nose.

Even though Dustin knew a thing or two about boxing and kicking, he was still just a brash man.

There was no great skill to him.

Sheila didn’t say a word, merely gazing quietly at Sheila Murray, her expression a touch uncertain.

The events of the previous night had created a rift in their relationship.

Whenever she thought of Murong Gaochao lying in that hospital bed, resentment towards Dustin surged within her.

“I’d advise you not to underestimate others,” Dustin retorted impassively. “I’ve gained entry because I possess an invitation. As for my status and qualifications, that’s none of your concern.”

“Invitation? Hmph… Who’s to say you didn’t steal it or snatch it? What can’t a social outcast like you do?” Vivian’s face was etched with disdain.

“Sheila Murray, spare us your airs. We all know who you are. If you think you can curry favour with the old general, you’re sorely mistaken!” Chase Johnson declared haughtily.

“Would the both of you kindly stop your prattling?” Dustin’s patience was wearing thin. “Do I know either of you? What I choose to do is none of your business. If you dare to speak rudely again, don’t blame me for failing to see straight when my fists find their mark!”

As he spoke, his icy, penetrating gaze bore down on the two of them.

In the past, he had turned a blind eye to these two buffoons for Sheila Murray’s sake.

Now that they were no longer together, he felt no obligation to maintain any decorum.

“You… you’re being insolent!” Dustin’s sudden outburst left Vivian momentarily stunned.

No matter how much she’d taunted Dustin in the past, he’d always remained silent, as if her words hadn’t reached him.

She’d initially assumed he lacked the nerve to speak up, but the words he’d just uttered, coupled with the intensity in his eyes, suddenly made her realise he wasn’t as feeble as she’d thought.

Murong Gaochao was the prime example.

If Sheila Murray were to go berserk and give her a thrashing, there’d be little she could do.

“Sheila! I’m warning you not to get too cocky! This is the General’s Mansion. Do you dare to make a move?” Chase Johnson barked sternly.

“That’s right! I don’t believe for a moment you’d dare to cause a scene here!” Vivian quickly regained her confidence.

The General’s Mansion was heavily guarded, and even a man as audacious as Dustin wouldn’t dare to make a scene openly.

With this thought, her assurance returned.

“And why do you reckon your life is worth more than Murong Gaochao’s?”

With a stern countenance, Dustin began to approach slowly.

The murderous intent caused several faces to blanch, and they hastily took a few steps back.

“Halt!”

Sheila Murray suddenly stepped forward, her tone sharp. “Dustin! You’ve harmed my cousin; do you intend to harm my friend too? I’ll never allow you to do so!”


Chapter 1119

She didn’t anticipate Dustin to be so unreasonable, willing to harm others if he disagreed with her.

Previously, she had regarded the other person as decent, but now she sees that she had been mistaken about them.

Treating a malevolent person as if they were virtuous.

For a moment, she found herself even more repelled by Dustin.

“Miss Murong, it’s just a bit of banter. No need to be so on edge. As long as they don’t provoke me first, I won’t take any action against them,” Dustin said calmly.

“Hmph! Were you joking just now? If it weren’t for Xue’er stopping you, you might have gone too far!” Vivian was slightly indignant.

“Dustin! Don’t think that just because you have some skills, you can act high-handed here. The General’s Mansion is not a place for you to run riot!” Chase Johnson stated with a stern expression.

“I won’t offend others unless they provoke me; if they provoke me, I’ll respond. That’s the counsel I offer you, and I’m giving it to you freely now.” Dustin’s face remained impassive.

“Xue’er! This bloke is utterly mad. In my opinion, just kick him out, or else the trouble will never end!” Vivian began to incite once more.

“You’re right! A single bad apple can spoil the whole barrel. Today is the old general’s birthday. There are many distinguished guests present, and everyone is watching. If this guy stirs up trouble, it’ll bring shame upon the entire Murong family!” Chase Johnson concurred.

“Xue’er, the bigger picture is what matters. Throwing this guy out is the best course of action.” Others chimed in.

“Dustin! Your presence is unwelcome here, kindly leave!”

Murong Xue clenched her teeth and finally issued the eviction order.

My friends are correct; if the other party causes harm here, the entire birthday celebration will be ruined.

“Begging me to leave?”

Dustin was taken aback for a moment, then gave a self-deprecating smile: “Miss Murong, they are guests, and I am too. If they merely utter a few words, you want to kick me out. Is that fitting?”

Once, he regarded Murong Xue as his younger sister. Even if he was misunderstood, he harbored no ill will.

In his view, even if the two parties couldn’t be bosom pals, they should at least treat each other with courtesy, right?

However, now he realized his error.

Once people form biases, they tend to hold on to them and eventually become adversaries.

Murong Xue’s current behavior starkly illustrated this.

He had come to her aid numerous times, yet all he received in return was: Kindly depart.

“I didn’t extend an invitation to you, and you are not a guest of our Murong family. I have the right to show you the way out!” Murong Xue stated with a stubborn look.

“Miss Murong, you didn’t invite me, but your grandfather did. If you want me to leave, you should consult your grandfather about it first, shouldn’t you?” Dustin responded calmly.

“You—” Murong Xue was a little vexed.

She hadn’t anticipated the other party to be so thick-skinned, refusing to budge even after being told to vacate.

He even brought his grandfather into it to exert pressure.

“Xue’er, don’t listen to this rascal’s nonsense. How could he possibly know the old general? Clearly, he’s just playing the rogue!” Vivian continued to add fuel to the fire.

“Xue’er, don’t waste words on him; just have someone show him the door!” Chase Johnson advised, bluntly.

“Dustin! If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for summoning assistance!”

Murong Xue took a deep breath, her gaze turning steely.

“Murong Xue! You’re pushing it!”

At this juncture, Cornelius finally couldn’t contain his anger and spoke up indignantly: “My Mr. Dustin has come to your aid time and time again. If you’re not grateful, fine, but now you want to repay kindness with enmity. Are all members of the Murong family so unjust?”


Chapter 1120

“Sheila Murray! They’ve got their morals all tangled up!”

Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Vivian began to stir the pot again: “Rescuing you from fire and water, repaying kindness with enmity – it’s all a load of rubbish!

Right from the start, when Dustin approached you, he had sinister motives. He hatched various schemes and calculations just to win your favour.

Everything he does and all his acts of kindness are nothing but a facade. You mustn’t let yourself be fooled!”

“You’re spot on! This bloke’s got hidden agendas written all over him. You’ve got to keep your wits about you at all times!” Chase Johnson remarked, squinting his eyes.

After hearing the words of a few others, the guilt Sheila Murray had just felt vanished in an instant.

Indeed, Dustin’s efforts to save her and lend a helping hand were all calculated moves, far from being acts of kindness.

If she hadn’t unveiled his true identity last night, she would have remained in the dark until now.

After all, it was Dustin who had deceived her. There was no need for her to feel guilty, grateful, or soft-hearted.

With this in mind, Sheila Murray took a deep breath, locked eyes with Dustin once more, and grew resolute: “Dustin! I don’t want to see you again. Please leave!”

“You…”

Cornelius was on the verge of a fit, but Dustin raised a hand to stop him, his eyes filled with deep disappointment and indifference: “Miss Sheila, it seems you truly despise me. In that case, I won’t be a nuisance here. I’ll take my leave.”

With that, he turned and exited the room.

Sheila Murray was steadfast in kicking him out, so there was no point in him lingering here shamelessly.

As for extending birthday wishes to the old general, that was the least of his concerns. There was no need to force it.

“Hmph! You should’ve left sooner! What a stroke of bad luck!” Vivian remarked, a look of disdain on her face.

“Go and inform the head of the Murray family at once. Have Dustin apprehended as soon as he steps out!” Chase Johnson ordered, even more unyielding, immediately instructing those around him to file a complaint.

Though he couldn’t disrupt the banquet, that didn’t mean he had to let Dustin off the hook.

If you lay a hand on the eldest son of the Murray family, you would naturally have to pay the price.

“The old general has arrived!”

Just as Dustin made his way out of the banquet hall, a cry suddenly rang out.

Soon after, beneath the starry sky and moonlight, a tall, silver-haired figure strode forward.

Sheila Murray commanded respect with her towering presence.

No need for words or gestures – simply standing there exuded an intangible majesty.

Instilling a sense of awe.

“I’ve had the honour of meeting the old general!”

Sheila Murray’s arrival prompted a swarm of guests to pour out of the hall to greet her, displaying ample respect.

Be they high-ranking officials or influential figures, in the presence of a commanding woman like Sheila Murray, all had to bow their heads and behave.

Vivian and the others, who had made quite the commotion earlier, were now as quiet as mice, scarcely daring to draw a breath.

Only Sheila Murray advanced with a cheerful stride, taking the old woman’s arm.

To others, the general who appeared stately and imperious was nothing more than a kind, elderly lady in her eyes.

“No need for formalities, just head inside and take a seat.”

Sheila Murray smiled.

Though lacking in overt majesty, it still weighed heavily on people.

Including Murray Shan, who assumed leadership of the family after her passing, as well as Murray Cheng and many other direct descendants, all bore downcast expressions, yielding and deferential.

Finally, at Sheila Murray’s invitation, everyone took their places in the hall one by one.

As Dustin was about to depart, he found himself caught in Sheila Murray’s gaze, and she promptly inquired: “Young man, where are you off to?”

With those words, all eyes turned towards Dustin.

“Dustin!”

Murray Shan took a closer look, her expression darkening in an instant.

 

[Bakeh Ray]

Admin please can you help to release chapter 1150 to 2000.
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[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1121

“Is this lad seeking trouble?”

Caden narrowed his eyes, wearing a rather unkind expression.

“Intriguing… quite intriguing.”

In the midst of the crowd, Watanabe Tianming wore a mischievous expression.

Considering what occurred last night, typically, Dustin should be making a run for it and keeping a low profile.

However, no one anticipated that this lad would boldly approach.

How audacious!

“Haha… This bloke’s done for. He’s caught the attention of the old general. Even if he fancies escaping, today’s his reckoning!” Chase Johnson chortled ferociously.

“Serves him right! If he’d just clear off, everything would be fine. If he insists on being a nuisance here, he’s practically asking for trouble!” Vivian curled her lip, appearing somewhat smug about his predicament.

In their view, the old general must have got wind of his grandson’s thrashing and now wanted to exact public revenge.

“Old General, I’ve conveyed my thoughts to you. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave.”

Caden crossed his fists and resolutely opted to depart.

“Halt!”

Witnessing this, Chase Johnson suddenly leapt forward, blocking his path, and bellowed: “Sonny! You can’t just stroll in and out as you please. Do you have any idea whose abode the General’s Mansion is?!”

While speaking, he also stole a furtive glance at Murong Zhenguo.

Naturally, an opportunity like this to show off should not be squandered. If he could make an impression on the old general, he might be in for brighter prospects.

It would not only put Dustin in his place but also earn favor with the old general. It was a win-win.

Pondering this, he couldn’t help but admire his acumen and skill in gauging words and emotions.

It was truly impressive.

“Um?”

Chase Johnson’s sudden intervention left Murong Zhenguo slightly bemused.

Where did this lad come from?

What’s his game?

“You told me to leave earlier, and now you want me to stay. What’s your game?” Dustin remained impassive.

“Hmph! Spare us the waffle!”

Chase Johnson retorted, his face wearing a fierce scowl. “You’ve offended the old general and disrupted everyone’s enjoyment. Now you want to scarper? It’s just a pipe dream!”

“Quite right! You infiltrated the general’s mansion with malicious intent. Everyone’s going to see you get your comeuppance! Thankfully, the old general saw through your facade. Today, you’ve got nowhere to run!” Vivian declared virtuously.

Even as she gave Dustin a thumbs-up, she didn’t forget to snap a few photos of Murong Zhenguo’s horses.

This display of putting the high and mighty in their place was truly a masterstroke.

“Oi, you pair, what do you think you’re doing?”

Murong Zhenguo’s brow creased slightly, a touch displeased.

Where did these two nincompoops come from? Can they not tell their left from their right?

“Old general, you needn’t trouble yourself over trifles like this. Leave it to us youngsters. I guarantee we’ll handle it!” Chase Johnson remained oblivious to the gravity of the situation, eager to claim the glory for himself.

“Yes, old general, today’s your birthday. It wouldn’t be fitting for you to get all worked up. We’ll sort this out for you.”

Vivian wasn’t about to be outdone, anxious that all the credit would slip through her fingers.

To both curry favour with the old general and bask in the limelight? Why not?

“Come here! Apprehend this malefactor and subject him to a thorough interrogation!”

Chase Johnson was in high spirits, waving decisively to the Murong family’s guards as if he were in charge.

“Outrageous!”

Murong Zhenguo stood up immediately, advancing angrily and delivering a sharp rebuke to Chase Johnson and Vivian.

He thundered, “Have you lost your minds? This is an esteemed guest of the Murong family. By what right do you show such disrespect to my esteemed guest?!”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1122

“Ah?”

Chase Johnson and Vivian were taken aback by the sudden slap.

Both of them covered their faces, a little bewildered.

Isn’t it Dustin who’s causing trouble? Why does he keep hitting us?

At this moment, everyone in the Murong family, and even all the guests, looked astonished.

No one expected that the old general, who had always been stern, would openly strike someone, and on the day of his birthday party.

“Old…Old General, have you mistaken the person? This chap is a wrongdoer and ought to be apprehended and detained before he wreaks havoc on the world,” Chase Johnson also attempted to explain.

“Yes, old general, this fellow harmed Mr. Murong last night. He committed a heinous crime and must face severe consequences!” Vivian concurred.

She believed Murong Zhenguo didn’t know the truth, so she intervened.

“Silence!”

Murong Zhenguo glared, and a potent force emanated: “Dustin saved my granddaughter’s life. He is the benefactor of the Murong family and also my esteemed guest. If you dare to speak out of turn again, don’t blame me for expelling you!”

As soon as these words were uttered, Chase Johnson and Vivian were instantly as quiet as mice and visibly flustered.

If they were truly cast out of the General’s Mansion, it wouldn’t only be their plight, but their family would also suffer repercussions, or even face ostracization.

After all, no one would willingly risk offending the old general by continuing to associate with their family.

“Sheila…”

Sheila Murray couldn’t bear it any longer. When she stood up to say something, she was cut off by Murong Shan: “Dad, today is a day for you to celebrate your birthday. Don’t get angered easily. Let’s pacify the anger first.”

The reason I restrained my daughter is that at this moment, right or wrong is inconsequential.

The old man has spoken, so regardless of the rationale, the Murong family must wholeheartedly support it without any defiance.

Especially in front of so many guests, the old man’s authority cannot be contested.

“Hmph!”

Murong Zhenguo shot a cold glance at the two of them, then turned to Dustin and asserted dominantly: “Young man, let’s go and take a seat. Who dares to voice any objection today?”

With that, he grasped Dustin’s hand and seated him directly at the VIP table.

Here, there are either the core members of the Murong family or family acquaintances.

A young man like Dustin, dressed modestly, appeared somewhat out of place sitting there.

But after the old general spoke, no one dared to say anything further. Instead, they had to greet him with a pleasant demeanor and a smile.

Even though Dustin wasn’t a big shot, the old general held such sway that even if a trifle were set on the table, they would still have to partake.

“This fellow is so detestable. He’s exploiting Sheila’s name to hold sway here and dupe the old general’s compassion. It’s utterly contemptible!”

Watching Dustin seated at the VIP table, Vivian ground her teeth and felt a tad aggrieved.

As a scion of a reputable family, she lacked the standing to sit at the VIP table. Why can a poor underwriter sit at the same table as those influential figures?

“Huh! It’s just fleeting glory. When the old general unravels the truth, he’ll undoubtedly reprimand Dustin severely to put things right!”

Chase Johnson touched his flushed face, his gaze brimming with hostility.

In the presence of the old general, he naturally lost his composure, so all the resentment he harbored from the beating was redirected at Dustin.

“You rascal, sooner or later, I’m going to settle the score with you.”

Murong Shan muttered to himself, his countenance gloomy.

He thought Chase Johnson and the two could handle Dustin, but they hadn’t foreseen the old man’s intervention.

Even though he was exceedingly dissatisfied, he didn’t dare to show it.

After a brief interlude, the scene regained its composure.

More and more guests entered the banquet hall bearing gifts, extending their well-wishes to Murong Zhenguo on his birthday.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1123

The atmosphere at the scene quickly became lively.

“The General Soldier from Jinzhou came to visit and wish the veteran general good fortune like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains!”

“Li Chengshou from Jin City came to visit and wish the old general Longma good health and good health!”

“The chairman of Hedong Group came to visit and wished the veteran general all the best and good luck every year!”

“…”

Following the shouts of the attendants, well-dressed dignitaries arrived one after another.

Among them were commanding General Soldiers, city leaders, affluent individuals, and influential figures from various walks of life.

These guests came in admiration, presenting a variety of rare treasures as gifts.

“Thank you all for gracing us with your presence. Please, take a seat.”

As the head of the family, Murong Shan took the initiative to stand up and began to welcome the guests.

Caden responded to everyone’s well-wishes with a warm smile.

“Third Master is here!”

At this moment, there was another hearty exclamation.

All eyes turned towards the door in unison.

A middle-aged man in pristine white attire, exuding an air of heroism, entered with measured steps.

Following him were two cloaked figures, their features shrouded in mystery.

“Well, isn’t this the youngest son of the old general, Murong Hai?”

“I heard that Murong Hai had a falling out with his family and hasn’t been heard from in years. Who would have thought he’d return today?”

“It’s only right for a son to return and celebrate his father’s birthday.”

The guests couldn’t help but murmur as they observed the man in white.

Murong Zhenguo had three sons: Murong Shan, the eldest; Caden, the second; and Murong Hai, the third.

Of the three, Murong Hai was the most exceptional. He was known for his bravery and resourcefulness, even being designated as the family’s heir at one point.

However, for reasons unknown, Murong Hai relinquished his position, left home, and disappeared for five years.

Today marked his long-awaited return.

“Third brother?”

Seeing him clearly, Murong Shan couldn’t hide his joy and rushed to greet him. “Third brother, after all these years, you’ve finally returned!”

With that, he enveloped Murong Hai in a warm embrace.

“Brother, it’s been too long. How have you fared all these years?” Murong Hai smiled gently.

“Very well… exceptionally well!”

Caden patted his shoulder and grinned. “We haven’t seen each other in years, and you’ve grown even stronger. That’s truly wonderful!”

“Third brother, if you were back, why didn’t you inform us in advance?” Caden also approached with a smile.

“Second brother, I’ve just arrived. I wanted to surprise you. You’re not angry, are you?” Murong Hai quipped.

“It’s never too late for me to be delighted by your return. How could I be angry? As they say, brothers united can conquer mountains. With you back, the three of us can achieve greatness together in the future!” Caden declared, beaming.

“Alright, let’s not dwell on that for now.”

Murong Shan interjected, then led Murong Hai to their father, Murong Zhenguo, and said with a smile, “Dad, guess who’s back?”

“Dad, I’m here to celebrate your birthday.”

Murong Hai held out his gift with both hands, offering it respectfully.

Murong Zhenguo didn’t reach out to take it, but instead, he let out a chilly snort. “You left home long ago. Do you now have the audacity to return?”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1124

The chilly words caused Murong Shan and Caden’s smiles to freeze instantly.

In their eyes, the third brother was the most favoured and significant person in the family.

Now that we’re reunited after a long separation, shouldn’t a father be happy?

Why are you still wearing such a stern expression?

It’s been five years. Is there any misunderstanding between father and son that can’t be resolved?

“Dad, it was my own ignorance and confusion. I’d like to offer my apologies to you.”

Dustin spoke and bowed deeply. “I’ve had time to reflect over the years. It was indeed my mistake. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me this time.”

“Um?”

Murong Zhenguo raised an eyebrow, looking quite surprised.

His youngest son had always been headstrong, always pushing boundaries without looking back.

He hadn’t expected that after several years apart, Dustin would actually know how to apologise.

It seemed he’d matured quite a bit.

“Dad, the past is behind us. The third brother has recognised his error; please find it in your heart to forgive him.” Murong Shan began to mediate.

“Yes, Dad, what happened back then was all a misunderstanding. Our family is in harmony, and there’s no obstacle we can’t overcome.” Caden agreed.

Seeing Dustin’s contrite demeanor, Murong Zhenguo’s expression finally softened. He waved his hand and said, “Very well, I hope you return safely. Please, take a seat.”

“Thank you, Dad.”

Dustin bowed once more.

“Third brother, come and take this seat.”

Murong Shan was very welcoming and guided Dustin to sit in the prominent spot.

He’d always held his youngest brother in high regard.

Now that they were reunited after such a long separation, they were naturally overjoyed.

The key members of the Murong family also exchanged warm greetings and smiles.

Everyone knew that Murong Zhenguo had always carried a burden, particularly when it came to Dustin leaving home.

To the extent that for the past five years, no one dared mention Dustin in front of Murong Zhenguo.

Now that Dustin had returned, and had taken the initiative to admit his mistakes and seek forgiveness from Murong Zhenguo, the misunderstandings from that year had been completely cleared.

They believed that henceforth, the Murong family would shine even more brightly.

As time passed, many dignitaries arrived to celebrate the birthday.

Each guest was accompanied by two bodyguards.

Of course, the bodyguards weren’t permitted to sit; they stood in two neat rows against the wall.

Dustin scanned the room and noticed that these bodyguards were all formidable, exuding a palpable air of battle experience.

They’d clearly seen combat.

Once all the guests were in attendance, Murong Shan rose first and declared, “First and foremost, I welcome you all to my father’s birthday gathering.

Father has always advised me to avoid ostentation and keep things low-key whenever possible.

However, it’s hard to turn away your kind gestures after you’ve come all this way. So, on behalf of my father, I’d like to extend my heartfelt gratitude.

Come, allow me to raise a toast to each of you.”

With that, Murong Shan poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in one go.

The guests were considerate and promptly raised their glasses in return.

“Next, let’s hear a few words from our birthday celebrant.”

Murong Shan turned his gaze and directed the attention to Murong Zhenguo.

In the next moment, thunderous applause filled the hall.

“I…”

Just as Murong Zhenguo was about to rise, Dustin suddenly stood and said with a smile, “Before that, may I say a few words?”

Murong Shan was a tad surprised. He glanced at his father, and after a nod of approval, he acquiesced, “Third Brother, if you have something to share, please feel free. We’re all family here, so don’t hold back.”

“Father, for today’s birthday gathering, I’ve taken great care in preparing a gift. I hope you’ll find it to your liking.”

Dustin smiled gently and handed over the gift box with respect.

“Yes, you’ve certainly grown much more sensible.”

Murong Zhenguo nodded approvingly and accepted it. “A prodigal son can indeed return home. I’m truly pleased to see such a change in you.”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1125

After uttering his words, he opened the gift box, and his smile froze instantly.

Because inside the gift box, there were no valuable items, nothing to reveal his sentiment, only a piece of fine white silk.

“Is this the gift you had prepared?”

Murong Zhenguo frowned slightly, his gaze tinged with puzzlement.

“What? Father, do you not like it?”

Caden’s expression remained unchanged, perpetually respectful and humble.

“Not like it?”

Murong Zhenguo’s countenance darkened; he hurled the gift box to the floor and thundered, “Open your eyes and see what you’ve presented me!”

“Clang!”

A sharp sound reverberated.

The gift box shattered, revealing Bai Ling within.

Witnessing this tableau, everyone stood dumbfounded.

“What’s happening? What’s the rationale behind gifting a white fabric at a birthday gathering?”

“That’s not just any white fabric, it’s a piece of white silk for draping!”

“What? Bai Ling? Impossible! Who could bestow this upon me earnestly?”

“It’s no wonder the old general is incensed, no one could endure it. What on earth is Caden thinking?”

“… ”

Hushed conversations rippled through the crowd, some bewildered by the situation.

The once vibrant atmosphere quickly turned frigid.

“Third brother, why have you presented me with this? Could it be that you’ve made an error?” Murong Shan’s brow creased.

“Third brother! Retrieve this quickly, don’t allow others to mock you!” Caden implored.

Bestowing such an inauspicious item on the day of a birthday celebration, was it not a deliberate attempt to invite misfortune?

“It seems Father is not content with my offering.”

Disregarding the curious gazes of those around him, Caden gently picked up the white silk, dusted it off, and spoke with a smile, “This white silk once adorned my wife, and I kept it for five years. I held onto it to give it to you, Father, one day…”

As soon as these words left his lips, the entire room erupted.

The disciples of the Murong family, in particular, wore expressions of shock and their senses were on edge.

That incident from the past had nearly become a forbidden topic, one that no one dared to broach.

Originally, it was assumed that Caden’s return today was a sign of a change of heart, a potential reunion with his family. Yet, no one expected him to dredge up old grievances.

“Third brother! What nonsense is this? Why bring this up?” Murong Shan berated angrily, while also pleading with Murong Zhenguo, “Father, Caden must be inebriated. You mustn’t indulge him.”

“If I don’t remind you, shall we pretend that the past never transpired?”

Caden’s smile gradually faded, he continued, “Father, I wonder if you still recall that it was you who drove my wife to her death. It was you who compelled her to take her own life and be forever parted from me.”

“So, today you’ve come not to celebrate your birthday, but to confront the truth?”

Murong Zhenguo’s countenance appeared uncertain.

“I simply seek justice for my departed wife.”

Caden’s smile slowly dissipated. “Father, if you repent and acknowledge your wrongs from back then, I might contemplate forgiveness.”

“Caden! You’re acting audaciously!”

Murong Shan, at last, could bear it no longer. He slapped Caden across the face and cursed, “Today is Dad’s birthday gathering, you are not permitted to behave recklessly here. I command you to apologize to Dad this instant!”

“Apologize?”

Caden smiled, gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke calmly, “Murong Zhenguo brought harm to my wife, shattered my existence, and condemned me to an eternal abyss. And you ask me to apologize? Is that reasonable?”

“Dad did nothing wrong back then, it’s your own doing. Don’t cling to it any longer, just kneel down and admit your mistake!” Murong Shan pleaded, growing more anxious.

If this continues, it will surely lead to no resolution.

“Brother, you’re as you were before. Always compliant. Whenever Murong Zhenguo glared, you’d cower into silence. You’re truly without worth,” Caden shook his head.

“You… you’re unyielding! Today, I must impart a lesson to you!”

Murong Shan seethed with indignation and raised his hand to strike.

In response, Caden abruptly drew a knife and thrust it fiercely into Murong Shan’s chest.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1126

“puff!”

A sound of flesh tearing was heard.

Murong Hai’s sword stabbed Murong Shan directly through the chest without any warning.

Blood dripped to the ground along the tip of the knife.

“Well……”

Murong Shan was stunned, looking down at the knife pierced into his chest, his face full of disbelief.

He never dreamed that his third brother, whom he valued very much and his closest blood relative, would suddenly attack him.

And still so decisive, so ruthless.

At this moment, everyone was confused.

Who would have thought that Murong Hai, who was gentle and smiling just now, would suddenly kill his own eldest brother.

If before, it could be explained by drinking and making trouble, then now, the situation is completely different.

“You… how dare you…”

Murong Shan’s eyes widened, and when he was about to say something, blood was already pouring out of his mouth.

In the end, his body swayed and he fell limp to the ground.

“Brother, don’t be too nervous. My knife is an inch away from your heart. It won’t kill you for the time being. Just lie down and don’t get in your way.” Murong Hai said lightly.

While talking, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood on his fingertips.

He looked so calm, as if he was just doing something trivial.

“Bastard! You are so brave!”

Seeing this scene, Murong Zhenguo couldn’t help but became furious: “Your eldest brother is kindly trying to persuade you, but you dare to hurt someone? You are absolutely crazy! Come on! Catch this traitor!”

“yes!”

Following his order, a group of armed soldiers immediately swarmed in.

Murong Hai was not afraid at all and just threw the handkerchief on the ground.

The next second, two rows of bodyguards standing against the wall took action almost simultaneously.

Like a fierce tiger, it suddenly pounced on it.

These bodyguards are powerful, extremely fast, and have premeditated plans to crush them as soon as they appear.

The armed soldiers who had just entered the door were knocked down one after another before they could react, with no room for resistance at all.

The scene was instantly reversed.

“Um?”

The sudden change made Murong Zhenguo frown deeply.

Unexpectedly, there were so many assassins in the banquet hall.

In other words, some of the guests present have been bribed.

“Murong Hai! Do you know what you are doing? You are rebelling!”

Caden stared, angry.

“Second brother, you taught me that the weak are prey to the strong. If you really have the strength, what about the rebellion?”

Murong Hai’s expression remained calm.

“You are playing with fire and burning yourself!”

Caden said sternly: “I’m warning you, put down your weapons immediately and lead everyone to surrender, otherwise you will regret it!”

Where is the General’s Mansion?

How can someone just run wild after just a few hours?

“Murong Hai! If you make a mistake, you will be hated forever, and you dare to make trouble in the general’s mansion, are you going to die?”

“While there is still room for change, rein in the situation immediately and surrender, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!”

“Confused! So confused!”

Everyone in the Murong family rebuked angrily and hated the iron.

The family that used to live in harmony is now at war with each other, fighting to the death, right?

“Please see clearly, I am in control of the situation now, and I have the final say in everything.” Murong Hai said calmly.

“Hmph! Do you think that these people alone can control the entire General’s Mansion? It’s just a dream!”

As Caden spoke, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted: “Come here! Catch all these intruders!”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1127

The General’s Manor houses a formidable force of thousands, capable of easily quelling any disturbance within its walls.

This is precisely why no one dares to behave recklessly in the General’s Manor.

“Where are the people? Where are they headed? Come and lend a hand!”

Even after shouting, there was no response from outside, prompting Caden to raise his voice once more.

“Second brother, there’s no need to bellow. My men have already infiltrated the general’s manor, and all your guards have been subdued,” Murong Hai remarked, a faint smile on his lips.

“How can that be? You’re fabricating this!”

Caden’s eyes widened in disbelief.

How could a thousand-strong, highly-trained army be defeated so effortlessly?

“After five years of meticulous planning, if I couldn’t accomplish this small feat, I wouldn’t be standing here today,” Murong Hai said nonchalantly.

“So, you were prepared from the beginning.”

Caden’s countenance darkened, his gaze sweeping over them one by one, as he spoke with a cold edge, “Murong Hai, I must concede that you are indeed courageous and resourceful, but you’ve made a miscalculation.”

“What do you mean?” Murong Hai was slightly intrigued.

“You overlooked me!”

Caden slowly removed his coat, revealing a body of powerful, well-defined muscles beneath. “I’ve trained rigorously since childhood, and my martial prowess has reached its zenith. Now, I stand as a half-step master. Your underlings here are no match for me.”

“Half-step Grandmaster?”

As soon as these words were uttered, a murmur swept through the assembly.

The Dragon Kingdom is renowned for its martial arts prowess, and achieving the status of an innate master is a monumental feat.

To ascend to the half-step master level demands exceptional talent and unwavering dedication.

For at this stage, one contends with thousands of adversaries on the battlefield!

“Sheila Murray! If you reconsider now, there’s still a chance, but if you persist, don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Caden stamped his foot emphatically, and with a resounding “bang,” a hole appeared in the ground.

A mighty surge of air burst forth.

Several of Murong Hai’s henchmen were so startled that they spewed blood and were sent hurtling backward before they could react. They lay gravely wounded, teetering on the brink of death.

Upon witnessing this, the others’ expressions contorted in horror, and they hastily retreated in panic.

An expert of half-step master calibre dispatches opponents as effortlessly as plucking petals from a flower.

How could they hope to stand in the way?

“Vivian, I never imagined your dad would be this formidable. It appears Murong Hai won’t be making any significant waves today,” Sheila Murray marveled and rejoiced.

Only moments ago, she feared impending calamity, but luckily, Murong Cheng stepped forward, turning the tide.

“So Uncle Cheng is a concealed master. I hadn’t realised before,” Chu Jie looked on in admiration.

Reaching half-step master level is tantamount to establishing a sect that could dominate the world.

“Is my dad truly this powerful?” Sheila Murray was taken aback.

Truthfully, she’d never witnessed her father in action.

“Clap, clap, clap…”

Murong Hai smiled and applauded, “Second brother, I didn’t expect that after a few years, we’d meet again, and you’d have attained such a level of mastery. I hold you in high regard!”

“Since you acknowledge my prowess, why not apprehend him without delay?” Caden demanded.

“Sheila Murray, your martial aptitude is commendable, but alas, you still have some way to go. You are not yet qualified to halt me,” Murong Hai intoned calmly.

“Such arrogance!”

Caden’s anger surged instantly, “I shall see how capable you truly are today!”

With those words, he lunged forward suddenly.

At that very moment, behind Murong Hai, a figure cloaked in black, their visage obscured, sprang into action.

In a blink, the figure intercepted Caden, then delivered a precise strike with their palm.

“Inviting death!”

Caden harboured no fear, retaliating with a forceful punch.

“Boom!”

Fist met palm, yet the enigmatic figure in black remained unmoved, their robes billowing.

Meanwhile, Caden was propelled backwards like a cannonball, crashing into the wall.

The onslaught of bloodshed showed no sign of abating.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1128

“What?!”

Seeing this scene, everyone looked shocked.

Isn’t Caden a half-step master-level expert?

Shouldn’t it sweep the entire field?

Why did he get beaten up and vomited blood just after meeting him?

“Brother Caden!”

“dad!”

Lily and Sheila Murray were startled, and quickly ran forward and helped Caden up.

“Cough cough cough…”

Caden’s body trembled and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, his face was full of shock and horror.

Since practicing the Soul-Eating Technique, he has become very confident in his own strength. He is not invincible, but he can dominate one area.

Why? Why was he suppressed just as he was about to show off his skills today?

Is it because I am too weak or the enemy is too strong?

“You…who the hell are you?!”

Caden gritted his teeth, somewhat unwillingly.

“Tianzhu Kingdom, Rakshasa.”

The man in black robe slowly opened his cloak, revealing a foreign face.

His cheeks were thin and his eye sockets were sunken, giving him a cold feeling.

“What? Rakshasa? Isn’t that the martial arts master of Tianzhu Kingdom? Why is he here too?”

“It seems that Murong Hai has spent a lot of money! He actually invited a strong master from Tianzhu Kingdom. No wonder Caden is no match.”

“It’s broken! The armed forces of the General’s Palace cannot be used, and now Murong City has been defeated again. Is today a catastrophe for the General’s Palace?”

“…”

After learning the identity of Rakshasa, the whole place was in an uproar.

A martial arts master-level expert, who is the enemy of thousands of people, now suddenly comes and is almost unstoppable.

It seems that the General’s Mansion is in big trouble.

“Rakshasa?”

Caden’s complexion changed, and he was very apprehensive: “Murong Hai, I didn’t expect you to have planned a long time ago, and even traveled thousands of miles to invite people from Tianzhu Kingdom. You are really driving the General’s Mansion to a dead end!”

“Second brother, if I didn’t have my trump card, I wouldn’t be so blatant.” Murong Hai had a faint smile on his lips.

After so many years of preparation, everything that should be calculated has already been calculated.

“Murong Hai, I admit that you are indeed the best among our three brothers, but unfortunately, you still underestimated the foundation of the General’s Mansion.”

“Do you think that just a martial arts master can sweep through the general’s mansion? If so, I can only say that you are too naive!”

“Today, I will let you see the real trump card of the General’s Mansion!”

Caden suddenly took a deep breath, then mobilized all his energy and shouted: “The General’s Mansion is in crisis! Please come out, ancestor!”

Its sound was like a thunderous explosion.

The shock caused drinks to ripple on the table and everyone’s ears to roar.

After the shouting, some key members of the Murong family immediately cheered up.

Few people know that there is a top powerhouse hidden in the General’s Mansion.

This person is respectfully called “Ancestor”.

If the thousand-man armed force is the official force of the General’s Mansion, then the ancestor is the General’s Mansion’s biggest trump card.

Many years ago, the ancestor had become a martial arts master.

Although he rarely appears, his strength is definitely the best in Jiangnan.

It’s just that the ancestor has been practicing in seclusion all year round and never asks about the affairs of the general’s mansion. On weekdays, no one dares to disturb him.

However, now, the General’s Mansion is at a critical moment, and the ancestors have to be called in to suppress the whole situation.

I believe that as long as the ancestor comes forward, the Rakshasa of Tianzhu Kingdom will not be worth mentioning at all.

“Murong Hai! It’s too late to stop now. Once our ancestor comes out of seclusion, your life may be at risk!”

“That’s right! If you pull back from the brink in time, you still have a chance of survival, otherwise you will die forever!”

Everyone in the Murong family scolded and tried to persuade Murong Hai to surrender.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1129

Although Luo Sha is powerful, he is still a lot worse than the ancestor.

“Old Ancestor? Hehe… He has heard about his name for a long time, but unfortunately, he can’t help you.” Murong Hai’s face remained unchanged.

“Please come out, ancestor!”

After waiting for a long time without any response, Caden raised his volume again and shouted towards the back mountain.

“Second brother, there’s no need to shout, the ancestor is here.”

Murong Hai took out a cardboard box out of nowhere, and threw it on the ground casually.

The cardboard box popped open, and a bloody human head rolled out of it.

It was an old man with white hair, his face was haggard, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of shock and unwillingness.

“Old… Ancestor?!”

Seeing this scene, Caden was so frightened that he took a few steps back, his face showing horror.

The rest of the people also looked like they had seen a ghost, their livers and gallbladders were split with fright, and their souls flew out of the sky.

“How, how is it possible? The ancestor is actually dead?!”

“My ancestor was a powerful martial arts master. How could he die so suddenly? What happened?”

“It’s over, it’s over. Once our ancestor dies, the general’s mansion will be in danger!”

“…”

Everyone in the Murong family was terrified and couldn’t believe it.

They never dreamed that the General’s biggest trump card would die like this.

Even the head was cut off.

It’s incredible!

“I have to admit that the ancestor is really powerful. If he hadn’t ambushed him in advance, he might not have been able to kill him.” Murong Hai smiled lightly.

It’s just that at this moment, his smile fell on everyone’s eyes, as terrifying as a devil.

With only his own strength, he actually plotted against the entire General’s Mansion.

This kind of person is really terrible!

“No! Impossible!”

Caden shook his head repeatedly, finding it difficult to accept: “The ancestor is so powerful, how can a mere Rakshasa from Tianzhu country possibly kill the ancestor?!”

“I didn’t say there was only Rakshasa.”

Murong Haifeng said calmly: “Don’t you know that Rakshasa and Yaksha in Tianzhu have always been inseparable? If Rakshasa is here, then where do you think Yaksha will be?”

“Yaksha?”

Caden’s pupils shrank: “Is he here too?”

That was a martial arts master of the same level as Rakshasa, and his strength was unfathomable.

“bingo.”

Murong Hai snapped his fingers.

Behind him, another man in black robe slowly opened his cloak, revealing a mixed-race face.

Astonishingly, he is a master-level expert from Tianzhu Kingdom, Yasha!

“One Rakshasa can’t defeat the ancestor, so what about Yaksha?” Murong Hai asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Murong City felt like it was struck by lightning.

Then his legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground, his face ashen.

His eyes were full of despair.

It’s over, it’s really over now.

The ancestor is dead, and the General’s Mansion no longer has a trump card.

And Murong Hai has two grandmasters in charge. Once they take action, they have no chance of winning.

It can be seen from this that the General’s Mansion is really going to be in disaster.

At this moment, both the Murong family and the guests all felt deep despair and helplessness.

No one expected that the General’s Mansion, which used to be so powerful in all directions, would be forced to the point of desperation.

“Father…”

At this time, Murong Hai slowly raised his head and said with piercing eyes: “All your support is gone, and all your pride is in pieces.”

“Now, I have the final say here. I need you to give me an explanation about what happened back then.”

“Otherwise, from today on, General Murong’s Mansion will cease to exist!”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1130

Murong Hai’s plain words held an undeniable weight.

Everyone was gripped by fear, trembling.

Their gaze collectively fixed on Murong Zhenguo.

As the figure of highest authority and influence present, the old general’s stance would determine the fate of the entire family.

“Traitor! You murdered your own kin, brought calamity upon this clan, and committed treason. And now you have the audacity to demand an explanation from me? Do you truly see yourself as a victim?!” Murong Zhenguo thundered with a resolute tone.

He had always believed Caden to be his most promising successor.

With valor, cunning, and sagacity, he could lead the family to glory.

It was a lamentable fate that the most exceptional son had strayed, creating a rift with the family.

In his anger, there was also sorrow.

“Father, you must acknowledge that it was your actions that drove me to this. If you hadn’t driven my wife to her death, I would never have embarked on this path,” Murong Hai stated with measured composure.

“That woman’s demise is linked to me, so what if it is? She deserved it!” Murong Zhenguo declared, his countenance stern.

“Really?”

Murong Hai let out a bitter laugh. “My lord, she is your daughter-in-law, do you truly believe she deserved to die?”

“She is my daughter-in-law, but she is also an agent of the enemy nation, and even more so, an adversary of our Dragon Kingdom!”

Murong Zhenguo bellowed sternly. “Do you comprehend the toll these spies take? Because of them, countless valiant men in our Dragon Kingdom perish unjustly on the battlefield!”

“She has repented, she never harmed anyone, why? Why didn’t you give her a chance?” Murong Hai’s agitation was palpable.

“She might not have harmed others, but she harmed you!”

Murong Zhenguo struck the table. “You could have had a bright future, but look at you now. Neither human nor ghost. You’re nothing but a stain on the General’s Office!”

He would back Caden’s pursuit of love, even if it meant choosing a path outside of the right lineage.

Even if he were a pauper, as long as it brought his son happiness, he would endorse it.

But spies were a different matter.

“I care not for the future. I only want her by my side, I only want her alive!”

Murong Hai’s voice dripped with anger. “It was you – you drove her to her death! You killed my wife! It’s all your doing!”

“Beast! Don’t you see? That woman was a menace to you. Even in death, she won’t release you!”

Murong Zhenguo unveiled the stark truth. “I contemplated ending her life, but I did not force her to die. For your sake, I once offered her a chance at life.

But this woman is cunning and malevolent. In her bid to dismantle you and slay the finest heir to the general’s residence, she didn’t hesitate to wield her own life as bait, setting a trap to drive a wedge between father and son!

Our strife, father and son, is all due to her!

Wake up! Cease this stubbornness!”

Even now, a glimmer of hope lingered, wishing for his son’s return.

“Nonsense! You’re lying!”

Murong Hai seemed like a cat with its tail stepped on, his rage instant: “Murong Zhenguo! You pushed my wife to her death, and now you’re slandering her. You’re nothing but a beast!”

“Third brother! Father speaks the truth, I can attest!”

Caden chimed in once more. “I know everything about what transpired. Although she was a spy, Dad spared her for your sake. But I never imagined she would choose death willingly just to inflict harm on others. It’s madness!”

“Yes! We can all vouch for it!”

At that moment, everyone in the Murong family nodded in agreement.

What occurred was indeed a misunderstanding, or rather, the woman orchestrated her own demise to sow discord.

As a result, father and son now stood at odds.

“Enough! Silence, all of you!”

Murong Hai roared with fury, his visage twisted with ferocity: “You’re a den of vipers and rats, of course you’d side with Murong Zhenguo! If not for your coercion, my wife would never have left me willingly. You bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites, today, I will exact the price from you!”

With a decisive gesture, he commanded, “Seize them all!”

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

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.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

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.

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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?

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

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..."

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

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."

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

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?

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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.

 

[Muhindi Wa Kuchoma]

Chapter 1081: Confrontation with Max

"Thank you for your offer, Miss Dahlia, but I'll pass," Dustin said, shaking his head, declining to take the business card.

"Hmm?"

Dahlia raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. "Are you sure you don't want to consider it?"

It was rare for someone to reject her, and especially so decisively, without any hesitation.

"No, I've decided. Selling insurance suits me just fine, and I'm not used to working in a big company," Dustin politely declined again.

"Hey! Do you know how many people would give anything for an opportunity like this, just to get into my sister Dahlia's company? This is your chance, and you're rejecting it so casually!" Victoria arrogantly remarked.

As the adopted daughter of Lord Montgomery, even the aristocrats in Stonia would show her respect. An insurance salesman like Dustin had no right to refuse her.

"Opportunity knocks only once, and you've missed your chance for a meteoric rise," Chase sneered, looking at him as if he were an idiot.

When the goddess herself extends an invitation, and you turn it down, it's simply foolish.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm hungry. Let's go back and have something to eat," Shiela intervened, trying to change the subject.

Dustin wasn't swayed by her beauty, and she was relieved.

Although she was very pretty, in the presence of someone like Dahlia, she had no advantage at all and would even be overshadowed.

She was quite satisfied with the current outcome.

After leaving the racetrack, the group returned to the Murray residence. However, as soon as they entered the main gate, a middle-aged man blocked their way.

This man was tall and imposing, and just standing there, he exuded a strong aura.

He was Max Murray, the current head of the Murray family.

"Uncle?" Shiela's smile froze when she saw the man.

She had always been somewhat afraid of this stern uncle of hers.

"Where were you all just now?" Max asked sternly, his hands behind his back.

"We went to the racetrack for a while. Why?" Shiela replied.

"So, it was your actions that led to Morgan being injured by a horse?" Max questioned.

"That was just an accident. It had nothing to do with us," Shiela quickly explained.

"An accident?"

Max snorted, "Black Dragon is well-trained. How could it suddenly turn on its master? I suspect you had a hand in this!"

"Uncle, we really didn't do anything. It was Morgan's own issue," Shiela tried to clarify.

"Shut up!"

Max glared at her and said, "As the head of the family, I say you're guilty, so you are! You dared to harm my daughter in secret? You're truly heinous!"

"Guards! Arrest all of them for me!"

"Anyone who dares to resist will be shot on the spot!"

With his command, a large number of armed soldiers rushed out from both sides and quickly surrounded the group.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.


Chapter 1082: Fierce Confrontation

"Uncle! Please don't act recklessly! They are all my friends!" Shiela exclaimed, startled, raising her hands to shield her friends.

"Hmph! A bunch of dubious characters; just looking at them, I can tell they're up to no good. Step aside!" Max snapped.

"I won't let you! They're all innocent! You can't harm them!" Shiela argued passionately.

"Lord Max, we didn't do anything wrong; this is all a misunderstanding!" Vivian quickly explained.

"Yeah, yeah! It was just an accident that Morgan got injured, and it had nothing to do with us!" the others chimed in, sounding panicked.

With Max in power and his reputation for decisiveness, if they fell into his hands, it wouldn't end well. Even if they didn't die, they'd likely suffer greatly.

"Still trying to talk your way out of this? If it weren't for your tampering, how could Black Dragon suddenly go berserk? Do you take me for a fool?" Max said sternly.

Based on the information he had received, there were two suspicious points in this incident. First, Black Dragon was a well-trained warhorse; how could it lose to a small horse? Second, Black Dragon had never behaved aggressively or disobeyed orders before, so why did it suddenly attack its rider? These raised doubts in his mind.

"Wait a minute! Lord Max Murray, if someone is really at fault here, it must be him!" At this moment, Chase Johnson suddenly pointed at Dustin and started accusing him. "Just now, he raced against Morgan and even won. He has the strongest motive!"

"That's right! I thought it was strange at the time, and now that I think about it, this guy is indeed suspicious. He must have harmed Morgan!" Vivian echoed, fervently agreeing.

"Lord Max, you should arrest him. We have nothing to do with this!" the others added frantically.

At this point, the truth didn't matter; they just wanted to distance themselves from the situation and avoid trouble.

Otherwise, they would undoubtedly suffer if they were caught.

"It's you!"

Max's sharp gaze soon settled on Dustin. "You won the race just now, didn't you?"

"I did win the race, but your daughter's injury was her own fault, and it had nothing to do with me," Dustin replied calmly.

While he had indeed employed some tactics to stall Black Dragon momentarily, he hadn't intentionally harmed anyone. The blame lay with Morgan for her impulsive actions, which provoked Black Dragon.

"Her own fault?"

Max's face darkened even further, and he sneered, "Very well... very well! You really did it, didn't you? Men, come and grab this lad for me! We'll use torture to extract a confession!"

"Yes!"

Four armed soldiers immediately stepped forward, raising their rifles, ready to apprehend him.

"Stop! Don't come any closer!" Shiela suddenly drew a knife and stood in front of Dustin, declaring, "If any of you dare to make a move, don't blame me for not being polite!"

The four soldiers exchanged glances and hesitated, not daring to approach her.

As the beloved granddaughter of the old general, Shiela held a high position in the family.

"Reckless!"

Max shouted, "Shiela! You dare to shield this murderer!?"

"Dustin is not a murderer, and you have no evidence to arbitrarily arrest him!" Shiela argued firmly.

"Evidence? Hmph! My word is evidence enough!" Max declared confidently, "Once I subject him to severe torture, he'll confess. Move aside!"

"No!" Shiela remained resolute.

"Outrageous!"

Max's anger flared, and he delivered a heavy slap across Shiela's face.

"Smack!"

The blow sent Shiela stumbling, her fair and delicate face quickly swelling.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, Dustin couldn't help but furrow his brows.

He hadn't expected Max to be so unreasonable and to strike even his own niece.

"Get out of the way, or I'll arrest you too!"


Chapter 1083: Family Discussion

Max remained composed, his gaze hostile.

"No, I won't!" Shiela clenched her lips, refusing to give in.

"You—"

Max raised his hand, intending to strike her, but Dustin grabbed his arm and coldly warned, "If you dare to act recklessly again, be prepared for me to break your hand!"

"Bold!"

"Release Sir Murray!"

The surrounding soldiers approached, their rifles aimed menacingly at Dustin's head.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly resounded from outside the door.

Everyone turned to look and saw a middle-aged man with a heroic appearance and a beautiful woman accompanying him, striding in energetically.

These two people were none other than Shiela's parents, Caden and Lily.

"Big brother, what exactly did our daughter Shiela do to make you point a gun at her?" Caden asked sternly, his face cold.

He had witnessed the earlier slap clearly.

"Big brother, do you think that our Shiela is the culprit?" Caden squinted his eyes.

"Shiela isn't, but all her friends, including this lad, are under suspicion, especially this boy!" Max pointed at Dustin.

"It's you?"

Caden looked over, his brow furrowing involuntarily.

He remembered their encounter in Swinston; they had clashed over the Gozoraberry Fruit. Later, his father had unexpectedly removed him from the position of Family Head.

So, he held a deep aversion toward Dustin.

"What? Second brother knows him?" Max examined Dustin up and down.

"I've met him once, but I wouldn't say we know each other," Caden replied calmly. "Big brother, when Father returns, he will see what you've done. If he finds out, he'll blame you. If you trust me, let me handle this. If there is someone plotting behind the scenes, I will definitely find the culprit and avenge Morgan!"

With a meaningful glance at Dustin, Caden added, "You better cooperate."

After a brief hesitation, Max nodded reluctantly. "Fine, I'll give you face this time. I'll let them go for now, but you better provide an explanation soon."

"No problem," Caden agreed with a slight nod.

"Dismiss!"

Max waved his hand, and with a group of soldiers in tow, he left in haste.

Although he didn't care much about Caden, he dared not escalate the situation further, especially if his father found out.

"Lily, take Shiela and her friends to rest for a while. I have something to discuss with Dustin," Caden instructed his wife with a meaningful look.

"Shiela, don't worry. It's just a conversation; there's no need to be nervous," Lily reassured her daughter with a smile before leading the group inside.

"Lad, what's your real purpose in getting close to my daughter?" Caden inquired directly.

"You've misunderstood. Shiela and I are just friends," Dustin replied calmly.

"Just friends?"

Caden snorted. "If you were just friends, would my daughter go to such lengths to protect you?"

"Shiela has a good personality; she stands up for her friends. What's wrong with that?" Dustin countered.

"Kid, don't think I don't know what you're up to."

Caden gave Dustin a piercing glare. "I've seen many like you, trying to climb higher by latching onto someone else. Just so you know, you're not qualified! If you're smart, stay away from my daughter. Understand that I saved you just now; at the same time, I can destroy you!"



Chapter 1084: Confrontation

"Caden, are you trying to threaten me?" Dustin's smile slowly faded as he listened to the harsh words.

He had never liked Caden from the beginning, considering him to be a person who lacked integrity, someone who was unreliable.

"If you heed my advice, it's a warning; if you don't, it's a threat," Caden openly admitted without any hesitation.

"Let me make it clear once more, Shiela and I are just ordinary friends. Between you and me, it's best that we keep our distance," Dustin calmly stated.

"Young man, it seems you haven't quite understood yet."

Caden coldly snorted. "With your kind of personality, do you really think you can be friends with my daughter? Are you even qualified? Please, take a look in the mirror and reflect on your character. The threshold of our Murray family is not something you can reach."

What was once a threat had now turned into open humiliation.

"Caden, don't overestimate yourself. Your pride is not worth mentioning in my eyes," Dustin retorted.

"Humph! You may not have much ability, but you certainly have a big mouth. Do you truly believe I can't deal with you?" Caden's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"I advise you not to act recklessly. You might regret it," Dustin warned.

If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend them. If someone offends me, I will definitely respond.

"Young man, no one has ever dared to speak to me like this before. Since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for turning hostile!" Caden declared, his face cold. "People, come here! This guy plotted against Morgan, causing her severe injuries that landed her in the hospital. We now have irrefutable evidence. Seize him for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of soldiers stationed at the door immediately turned around and surrounded Dustin.

"Are you trying to slander me?" Dustin furrowed his brows.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it. Now, it's too late for regrets!" Caden sneered.

Seeing the soldiers approaching, Dustin waved his hand, and a row of silver needles shot out.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

In the next moment, all the soldiers froze in place, unable to move, as if they had been hit by a petrification spell.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Caden couldn't help but look surprised. "You do have some skills. No wonder you're so arrogant. However, you've met your match today!"

With that, he suddenly made a move, reaching out with a claw-like hand. His fingers were as hard as iron, shiny and black, clearly carrying a potent poison.

As he extended his claw, a black mist swirled around him, emanating a bone-chilling cold.

"Hmm?"

Dustin's pupils contracted, and he quickly dodged to the side, while shouting, "Wait! Are you practicing the Soul-Devouring Technique?"

"What's the matter? Are you scared now?" Caden sneered. "I'm even more formidable than you thought. It seems you're just a coward who fears evil. Do you really think I believe your nonsense?"

"Kid, don't think I'm afraid of your words."


Chapter 1085: Caden's Surprise

"Dustin, the Soul-Devouring Technique is a shortcut method, only practiced by those who have no other choice. If you continue practicing like this, you'll die sooner or later!" Dustin solemnly warned.

"Nonsense! I'm in great shape now, stronger than ever before. Even if a thousand soldiers are in front of me, I'm not afraid in the slightest!" Caden boasted.

"Strength is only superficial. Right now, you're already gravely ill. If you persist in your foolishness, you'll harm yourself and others!" Dustin cautioned.

Practicing the Soul-Devouring Technique, if it led to a sudden death, it might even be considered a fortunate outcome. The real danger lay in going insane, with unpredictable consequences.

The first to suffer would be those around the practitioner, like friends and family.

You never knew when Caden might go mad and end up killing Shiela.

"Young man! Don't babble any more nonsense. Even if you speak like a sage today, I won't spare you!" Caden sneered, preparing to attack again.

Just as Dustin was about to counterattack, a gunshot suddenly rang out from outside the main gate.

"Bang!"

At the sound of the gunshot, both of them instinctively stopped their movements.

Turning their heads in the direction of the sound, they saw an elderly man with graying hair, a robust figure, and several subordinates walking towards them with their heads held high.

The elderly man had a square face, a stubble of beard on his chin, and his imposing aura exuded a strong sense of killing intent.

This was none other than General Christopher Murray, the Dragonmarsh's General and Defender of the Nation!

"Dad?"

Seeing the newcomer, Caden instantly lost his temper, standing meekly to the side with an expression of respect.

"What's going on? Fighting in front of the house? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" General Murray asked sternly.

"Dad, this guy secretly harmed Morgan, and I was about to apprehend him for questioning," Caden explained with a lowered head.

"Oh?"

Christopher looked at Dustin. "Young man, you look somewhat familiar. What's your name?"

"The humble servant Dustin, and I greet General Murray," Dustin respectfully greeted him.

"Dustin?"

Christopher's eyes lit up, and he laughed heartily. "So it's you, young man. I knew you looked familiar."

"Dad, do you know him?" Caden asked, somewhat bewildered.

"This young man saved Shiela's life. Don't you remember?" General Christopher Murray scolded him, displeased.

"Oh, right."

Caden remembered, feeling a little embarrassed.

"This young man has treated our family for illness, and we paid him for his services. So, we don't owe him anything," Caden explained with a stiff expression. "Besides, this guy harmed Morgan. If I don't capture him, I won't be able to explain it to Big Brother Max."

"Is Morgan dead?" General Christopher Murray asked.

"Not dead, but..." Caden wanted to stir up more trouble, but he was interrupted by Christopher's impatience. "If she's not dead, then that's fine. Why so much nonsense? If Max has any objections, let him come find me!"

"Ah?"

Caden was taken aback. Why had his father suddenly changed so much? His own granddaughter had been harmed, and he didn't seem to care?

"What are you standing there for? Get out of the way!"

General Christopher Murray pushed Caden aside and then hooked his arm around Dustin's shoulder, smiling mischievously. "Young man, you've come a long way. Let's have a few drinks tonight!"

"..."

Seeing the two men walk away, Caden stood still, somewhat dazed.

What was going on? Had he seen a ghost today?


Chapter 1086: General Christopher Murray's Request

Under General Christopher Murray's cordial invitation, Dustin eventually entered an antique study room. As fragrant tea was served, the two men began their conversation.

"Young man, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, haven't they? Compared to the past, you've truly undergone a remarkable transformation!"Christopher marveled as he examined Dustin from top to bottom.

Ten years ago, Dustin had been known as the Dragonmarsh's number one young genius, arrogant and unruly.

Now, he was reserved and low-key, a complete transformation.

"It's been ten years since we last met. General Murray, you still exude the same grandeur, and your charisma remains as captivating as ever," Dustin complimented.

"Hahaha... I'm already an old man with one foot in the grave. Where's the grandeur in that?" Christopher laughed and shook his head. "Young man, they say trouble never comes alone. Did you suddenly visit because you have something on your mind?"

"Let me be honest. The reason I came this time is to pay my respects to you, General, and also to request your assistance," Dustin got straight to the point and placed a prepared gift on the table.

"Oh? Tell me more," Christopher said with a smile as he took a sip of tea.

"I've heard that someone has given you a Cherusia (Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom). This item is of great importance to me, and I'm willing to pay a high price to purchase it. I hope you can bear the pain of parting with it," Dustin respectfully requested.

"A Cherusia (Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom)?" Christopher raised an eyebrow slightly. "I didn't expect you to be so well-informed. However, such treasures are extremely rare. What do you plan to offer in exchange?"

"General Murray, please name your price, and I will do my best to fulfill your request," Dustin inquired.

"Young man, have you gotten married?" General Christopher Murray asked with a smile.

"I was married once, but I'm divorced now," Dustin replied honestly, finding the question somewhat strange.

"That's good, that's good!" General Christopher Murray chuckled. "What do you think of my granddaughter, Shiela?"

"Shiela?" Dustin was taken aback. "She's a very kind and gentle young lady. Moreover, she values loyalty and friendship."

"As long as you say that, I'm relieved," General Christopher Murray said with a smile. "Both of you are talented individuals, and you seem to like each other. Why not set a wedding date soon? I'd like to hold my great-grandchild."

"What?!" Dustin almost choked on the tea he had just sipped. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "General, are you... joking?"

"Life's major events should not be taken lightly," Christopher said seriously.

"Sir, you seem to have misunderstood. I don't have romantic feelings for Shiela. I see her as a little sister," Dustin explained, feeling somewhat awkward. How had they ended up discussing this topic?

"Don't you like Shiela?" Christopher raised an eyebrow.

"Shiela is a wonderful young lady, but I only regard her as a sister," Dustin shook his head.

"Well, well, there's no need to force anything. She'll remain your little sister," General Christopher Murray sighed lightly, sounding regretful.

He knew that his granddaughter had feelings for Dustin, and he had wanted to matchmake them to have an outstanding son-in-law.

However, things didn't always go as planned.

"Thank you for understanding, General Murray," Dustin said, feeling somewhat embarrassed. They had started by discussing a business transaction, but somehow, they had veered off course.

"Let's not dwell on this any longer. No need for formalities. You're here for the Cherusia, right? I'll have someone fetch it for you," General Christopher Murray said straightforwardly, gesturing to an elderly servant by the door.


Chapter 1087: Visit from Tatsuharu Nakamura

The servant quickly understood and left the room. Before long, another servant returned, holding a delicate wooden box.

"Young man, here's your item," General Christopher received the wooden box and handed it over to Dustin.

Dustin carefully opened the box, and a unique fragrance immediately wafted out. Inside the wooden box lay a colorful spirit mushroom.

Cherusia was only the size of a palm, exquisitely beautiful, resembling a perfect work of art. Under the illumination of the light, it displayed seven different colors, like a dream, incredibly captivating.

"It really is a Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom!" Dustin's face lit up with joy. He stood up and bowed deeply to General Christopher Murray. "I'm extremely grateful to General Murray for parting with it."

"I don't need this item, so there's no harm in giving it to you. It might even earn me a favor," General Christopher was quite generous.

"General Murray, I can't thank you enough. If there's anything I can do for you in the future, please don't hesitate to ask," Dustin said, grateful for the precious gift.

"Enough of the formalities. Later, you can accompany me and have a few drinks," Christopher said nonchalantly.

"Alright, I'll make sure to enjoy a good drink with you tonight!" Dustin smiled. Then, as if he had remembered something, he suddenly said, "By the way, General, there's something I need to remind you about. I recently received some information that there may be some mischief on the day of your birthday. You should be prepared."

It was something he had heard from Samuel Franklin earlier, and his visit today had raised concerns about it.

"It's not something new. Every year, these vermin find ways to trouble me. I've gotten used to it," Christopher said nonchalantly.

As the protector of the Dragonmarsh and a veteran of countless battles, he had made many enemies both within and outside the country. Numerous people wished for his death and plotted various assassinations and ambushes. Over the years, he had seen it all.

Why would he fear life or death?

"As long as General Murray is aware," Dustin replied with a nod, not elaborating further.

At General Christopher Murray's level, he must have skilled individuals protecting him. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to get close to him.

"Sir, there is a distinguished guest outside who wishes to see you," a steward suddenly entered and respectfully reported.

"Distinguished guest? Who is it?" General Christopher Murray asked indifferently.

"The visitor is a noble from the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix, Tatsuharu Nakamura," the steward replied with his head lowered.

"Tatsuharu Nakamura? Is it Tatsuharu's grandson? Why is he here?" General Christopher Murray was somewhat puzzled.

"I heard that Tatsuharu Yamamoto was not in good health and urgently needs a high-quality spirit medicine to prolong his life. Tatsuharu Nakamura has come for the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom," the steward truthfully reported.

"Hmph! Does that old dog Tatsuharu deserve to use the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom? Tell him to scram!" General Christopher Murray's expression turned cold.

"Understood," the steward didn't dare to say more and quickly left the room.

"That guy Tatsuharu Yamamoto dares to covet the treasures of the Dragonmarsh? Let him eat s**t!" General Christopher Murray said with disdain.

He didn't care about Tatsuharu Yamamoto or his family's request.



Chapter 1088: Tatsuharu 's Request

In a luxurious courtyard within the general's residence, a young man dressed in fine clothing and with a slender build was drinking tea with Caden.

" Nakamura, I wonder what brings you here today?" Caden smiled and poured a cup of warm tea for the young man.

"Thank you," Tatsuharu Nakamura politely accepted the tea and then said, "I've heard of your reputation, Lord Murray, and I came today mainly to make your acquaintance."

He spoke in the Dragonmarsh's language, albeit with a peculiar accent.

" Nakamura, I suspect your intention goes beyond mere pleasantries," Caden replied with a meaningful look. "If you have something to say, please speak openly. We can be frank with each other."

"Sir Murray, you are indeed straightforward. I won't beat around the bush," Tatsuharu Nakamura said, bowing slightly. "I came here today to pay my respects, but unfortunately, General Murray was too busy to meet me. If you could, Sir Murray, I hope you can put in a good word for me."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and one of his subordinates brought over a long wooden box.

The wooden box was about four feet long, and when opened, it revealed a magnificent katana.

Tatsuharu Nakamura picked up the katana with his fingers and presented it respectfully to Caden, explaining, "Sir Murray, this is one of our country's ten renowned swords, the 'Rai Setsu.'"

"This sword cuts through iron like mud, incredibly sharp, and it's said to possess the power of lightning."

"One swing of this sword is unstoppable, a treasure that countless samurai in our country dream of possessing."

"Of course, a sword like Rai Setsu can only be matched by heroes like Sir Murray. Please accept it."

Seeing the katana offered by Tatsuharu Nakamura, Caden's eyes lit up, and his breathing became somewhat hurried.

He had heard of the name Rai Setsu before. As one of the most famous swords in the Kingdom of the Golden Phoenix, its value was beyond measure.

Since he had improved his strength after practicing the Devouring Soul Technique, he had been in need of a suitable weapon. The appearance of Rai Setsu was undoubtedly a gift from heaven.

"Pal, you're too polite. I feel unworthy of such a treasure," Caden said, though his hand instinctively reached out to accept the katana.

"As long as you like it, Sir Murray."

Tatsuharu Nakamura smiled faintly.

"Pal, besides paying respects to my father, you must have something else in mind, right?" Caden inquired after accepting the katana.

If he had come here just to meet and greet, there would have been no need to offer such a valuable treasure.

"Sir Murray, you are perceptive. I won't hide it from you," Tatsuharu Nakamura said, smiling. "I heard that General Murray possesses a Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom, an extremely rare and valuable spiritual medicine. I am highly interested in it, and I would be most grateful if Sir Murray could help me obtain it. I have a substantial reward prepared."

"So, you came for the medicine?" Caden nodded. "No problem at all. It's a small matter. You can consider it done."

Everyone in the family knew that General Christopher Murray didn't care for material possessions. Any treasures he obtained were usually distributed to the younger generation as rewards.

As long as he asked, getting a medicinal herb like the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom should be straightforward.

"With your assurance, Sir Murray, I can rest easy," Tatsuharu Nakamura said, relieved.

"Mrs. Hargrove, please inform my father. Tell him that the Cherusia is of great importance to me, and ask him to grant my request," Caden instructed a nearby elderly woman.

"Yes."

Mrs. Hargrove nodded and then left. However, when she returned, her expression appeared somewhat solemn.

"Madam, did you settle it so quickly? What about the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom?" Caden asked with a smile.


Chapter 1089: A Sinister Plot

"Sir Murray, your dad has already given away the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom," Mrs. Hargrove shook her head.

"Gave it away? To whom?" Caden's smile froze.

"To a young man named Dustin," Mrs. Hargrove answered truthfully.

"What? Given to that kid?" Caden's expression turned ugly.

He couldn't believe that such a precious treasure had been given to a nobody like Dustin. Caden thought it was absurd.

Even though Dustin had saved Shiela's life, he had already rewarded him generously. There was no need to be so kind to him.

"Can it be retrieved?" Caden was unwilling to accept this.

He had just made a promise in front of Tatsuharu Nakamura, and now it seemed that there was a problem.

"You know the master's personality. Once something is given away, it cannot be taken back," Mrs. Hargrove replied.

"Damn it! What did that kid Dustin do to deserve such a treasure?" Caden was frustrated.

Tatsuharu Nakamura then asked, "Who is Dustin? How did he earn General Murray's favor?"

"He's just a nobody who happened to save my daughter's life. That's why he earned my father's favor," Caden explained.

"In that case, does it mean that I have no chance to obtain the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom?" Tatsuharu Nakamura's eyes narrowed.

"It's not necessarily impossible..." Caden's eyes gleamed with cunning. "Pal, even if we can't get it openly, we can obtain it secretly. Dustin is just a weakling, and with the power of the Tatsuharu family, taking the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom from him should not be difficult, right?"

"Take it?" Tatsuharu Nakamura raised an eyebrow. "But isn't he on good terms with General Murray? Will my actions offend General Murray?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Neither of us needs to speak of this plan, and no one will know," Caden said with a meaningful smile. "Furthermore, my father is just interested for the time being. He won't go to war over a worthless young man. So, Pal, please proceed without worries. I'll cover for you, and there won't be any problems."

"Oh? Is that so?" Tatsuharu Nakamura was tempted. "Since Sir Murray says so, I'll take the risk."

"Pal, wait for the right moment to strike. And if you manage to obtain the treasure, it's best if..." Caden didn't explicitly state his intentions but made a throat-slitting gesture.

Since Dustin didn't appreciate their kindness, it might be better to eliminate him.

"Sir Murray's request will be followed. I'll take my leave now."

Tatsuharu Nakamura nodded and then stood up, bowing respectfully before leaving with his two guards.

"Mrs. Hargrove, keep this incident to yourself. Do you understand?" Caden glanced at her meaningfully.

"I understand, my lord."

"Very well, I'll continue my cultivation. Wait outside, and do not let anyone disturb me," Caden ordered.

Once Mrs. Hargrove left, he concealed the nameless sword Rai Setsu carefully and then sat down on the bed to begin his silent cultivation.

Soon, a layer of dark energy began to surface on his body. This dark energy was sinister and cold, causing the room's temperature to plummet.

It felt like an ice cellar, freezing to the bone.

As he continued to cultivate, Caden's body suddenly began to tremble, and large beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His face contorted in pain.

In the next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body collapsed, unconscious.


Chapter 1090: Medical Center Reunion

The next morning, Dustin made some simple arrangements for Zypher Lodge and immediately took a car to Swinston.

With the Cherusia in hand and all the required medicinal herbs gathered, everything was ready. All that was left was to refine the Longevitium (Life-Prolonging Pill).

Dustin had to hurry and fulfill his promise before the Old Drunkard's (Gregory) life ran out.

After a car ride that took most of the day, Dustin finally arrived at Peaceful Medical Clinic.

The clinic was as peaceful and tranquil as usual.

The Old Drunkard was sprawled out on a recliner, reeking of alcohol. Caitlin, busy as always, was either cleaning or cooking, keeping the clinic in perfect order. Meanwhile, the sword fanatic Maximus was practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard.

Compared to his previous fast-paced sword techniques, Maximus now focused on slow and precise movements. Although it looked ordinary, his sword energy was restrained and hidden, reaching a whole new level of power.

Clearly, during this time, Maximus had made great strides in his cultivation.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Maximus was deeply immersed in his sword practice, a silver needle suddenly shot out and aimed for his chest.

Maximus's eyes widened, and he swiftly turned around, slashing the silver needle with his sword, precisely hitting its tip.

"Clang!"

The silver needle was deflected and disappeared into the ground.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" Maximus pointed his sword at a large tree.

"Hehe, it's been a few months, and I didn't expect your progress to be so significant." Dustin walked out slowly from behind the tree, a smile on his face.

Being able to shoot a silver needle that accurately could only be achieved by an extraordinary innate martial artist.

"Dustin?" Maximus was initially puzzled, but his expression turned into joy. "Haha... you've finally returned!"

He threw his long sword aside and gave Dustin a bear hug.

"Alright, alright, two grown men hugging each other, isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Dustin looked at them with a weird expression.

"Caitlin, come out and see who's back!" Maximus shouted into the house.

"Mr Rhys!"

Caitlin rushed out, her face filled with surprise. "Mr Rhys, when did you come back? Why didn't you notify us in advance?"

"I just got back."

Dustin smiled faintly. "How have you all been during this time?"

"We've been doing well, living peacefully with food and drink," Caitlin replied with a smile. To her, this peaceful life was a dream come true.

"Brother Dustin, I've made another breakthrough in the past three months, and with the guidance of Senior Drunkard (Sir Gregory), my swordsmanship has improved significantly. I can make rapid progress now!" Maximus proudly reported.

"I can see that," Dustin nodded in satisfaction. While Maximus was still at the Semi-Grandmaster level, his actual combat power could already contend with those at the Grandmaster level.

He was a sword genius who could fight above his weight class.

"How is the Old Drunkard doing?" Dustin asked.

"The Old Drunkard is still the same, getting drunk every day," Maximus said helplessly.

"I'll go take a look."

Dustin smiled and entered Peaceful Medical Clinic.

The Old Drunkard lay sprawled out, his hair messy, and he reeked of alcohol. Drool dripped from the corners of his mouth, a typical drunkard's appearance.

"Old Drunkard, wake up. Dustin is back," Maximus said as he shook the Old Drunkard.

"Old Drunkard? Old Drunkard?!"

Maximus applied more force, but there was still no reaction.

"Let me try."

Dustin bent down and whispered in the Old Drunkard's ear, "Old Drunkard, the priceless Daughter's Red wine you've been collecting for so many years has been stolen by someone."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Old Drunkard suddenly opened his eyes wide and sprang up. His entire being was filled with anger as he shouted, "Who? Which bastard dares to steal my wine?"

He looked around with a vigilant gaze, even revealing a hint of killing intent.