"Whatever it is, you have to follow the rules!" the bodyguard sternly refused.

"Well, I'll just speak directly with Mr. Dawson," Dustin said.

"Sorry, guys," he added apologetically. Then, with a swift motion of his hand, a row of silver needles shot out, precisely hitting the necks of several guards.

The bodyguards instantly froze, unable to move or even make a sound. Only their eyes were darting around in surprise.

"This is an unavoidable action. Please forgive me," Dustin said with a nod. With that, he continued into the room.

As he entered the room, a sharp gaze immediately swept over him. It was accompanied by a chilling air that sent shivers down his spine.

In the next moment, a black steel blade with a fierce blade aura swung viciously at Dustin's neck.

Dustin raised his eyebrows and instinctively stepped back. He narrowly avoided the blade as it grazed his throat, sending a shiver down his spine.

The room's door, upon being struck by the blade, shattered into pieces. I