“I didn’t let him enroll, since he looked pretty weak…”

“But he insisted on coming, saying that he wants to get healthier.”

“He grabbed a prop sword on his own before passing out.”

“He stopped breathing after a short while.”

“The family members showed up out of nowhere after that.”

“They said we were the ones who killed him.”

“I tried to explain the situation, but they just beat me up without even listening to me.”

“If I wasn’t good at fighting, I would’ve been dead by now!”

“I didn’t even fight back after so long.”

Dillon briefly explained the situation to Harvey, sounding unspeakably helpless.

As the top disciple of Flutwell’s Longmen branch, Dillon had always been the one showing off, doing whatever he pleased wherever he went.

But not only was he taking the blame for something he didn’t do, he was also beaten up to the point where his face was completely swollen.

While Dillon was explaining the situation, the hunk exclaimed loudly, “You killed my father!”

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