This meant that the mastermind behind his assault didn't see him as a big threat. It could also mean that the person didn't hold considerable power.

Dustin dusted off his clothes and put the box away. He was just about to leave when a few black SUVs pulled up at the opening of the old alley.

The car doors flung open, and a group of muscular men dressed in fighting gear charged out.

Every one of them was armed and surrounded Dustin as soon as they got out of the car, leaving him with no chance of escape.

"Move aside!" At that moment, a burly man strolled confidently toward him with a cigar in his mouth. He had a scar on his face and an imposing presence. It was clear that he had bad intentions.

"It's you?" Dustin narrowed his eyes slightly, recognizing the man.

It was none other than Ziggy, who had caused trouble in Harmony Healers earlier that day.

"Brat, we meet again!" Ziggy puffed on his cigar.

With his bulging belly and hands on his hips, he was clad in a faux mink c