Dustin walked in front of the sovereign grade fighter and removed his mask. With just one glance, his face darkened. He could not see the fighter’s face at all. The poison had not just taken his life but had also corroded his face rapidly. Dustin had seen this sort of poison before in his medical books. Assassination organizations often used it to kill people and silence them. This person’s corpse would be reduced to a pool of blood within a short period of time and leave nothing behind, which also meant that Dustin would not be able to get any clues. The knowledge was a sobering burden on him. An organization capable of training such powerful assassins was certainly something to be feared. Soon, a Hell Guard showed up and greeted Dustin. “My Liege, Blake and Jennifer were ambushed,” the Hell Guard said. Dustin did not even listen to what had happened to them. He headed straight to where the Torell siblings were. When he arrived, Blake and Jennifer were pale, but th
The West family villa’s living room was jam-packed with people that morning. All the core family members were there, along with some Zimmer family members. The Zimmer family members were excited because Dustin had finally summoned them. The Wyatt family had gained a lot of capital recently, and the Zimmer family had lost because of it. They begged Dustin for help and joined Hell Hall, but Dustin had only asked them to wait. If Dustin did nothing about the whole situation, the Zimmer family was going to fall. “You’ll be using the money we got from the Aquila family as start-up capital,” Dustin said to the people. “From today, the West family and the Zimmer family will work together as strategic partners. I hope that you can gain your own footing in Lannopolis.” “Thank you, Master Fox. We won’t let you down!” The West family agreed to it happily. Ever since the Fox family was destroyed, the West family had faced persecution and had fallen from grace. Finally, they could mak
Before he could confront Bianca, she had sent her people to him. “How dare you address Miss Bianca directly? You clearly don’t know your place! You should be punished!” Lewis barked with a stern face as he pointed at Dustin and yelled. Dustin glanced at him calmly and said, “Yes. A punishment is definitely in order.” “Then, go ahead, or should I give you a hand with that?” Lewis sneered. The words had barely left his mouth when his vision blurred. Smack! A deafening slap echoed through the air. Lewis grimaced, and he was sent flying before he crashed headfirst into a nearby flower bed. When he raised his head, blood trickled from his nose and mouth. He was shocked as much as he was angry. He could not fathom who had hit him. He had not even seen it coming. He represented the Winter family. How could anyone here have the audacity to hit him?! He shouted in rage, “What the f*ck?! Are you mad?” Smack! Another blow struck him and sent him sprawling in the opposite
Bianca stood by the window inside a lavish hotel suite. Her delicate face was twisted in rage. A disheveled Lewis knelt before her, with a swollen face stained with blood. His teeth had been knocked out, and he managed to stammer out his tale of humiliation and suffering at the West family villa. He recounted Dustin’s blatant insolence and ruthlessness. “Miss Bianca, Dustin...” he said and wheezed through the gaps between his teeth. “He doesn’t respect you! He doesn’t respect anyone! People like him won’t learn their place unless you crush them!” Bianca narrowed her eyes with a chilling ferocity. “Oh Dustin, so you refuse the easy way out and insist on challenging me? Fine! Do you think the world revolves around you? Do you think no one can bring you down? Let me show you—there’s always someone stronger than you in this world.” She had hoped to threaten Dustin into surrendering the guards using the damning evidence. But his indifference showed her that he was not afraid to gamb
Few martial artists in Lovellia dared to defy the Martial League. Dustin had never heard of Victor Cain. “Who is Victor Cain?” he asked the members of the West family. Lucius’s face grew solemn. “Mr. Cain is no ordinary man. He’s revered as the strongest martial artist in all of Lannopolis—a legendary sovereign grade fighter. He earned the title of National Hero for his exceptional contributions to Lovellia. He once served as the head of the Lannopolis branch of the Martial League. Though he has since retired, his influence and prestige remain unparalleled and command immense respect from martial artists across Lannopolis...” Dustin raised an eyebrow as his interest was piqued. A National Hero—the nation’s pride, bestowed with privileges few could imagine. Yet, what drew Dustin’s attention was the claim that this man was the strongest in Lannopolis. “Master Fox, Mr. Cain has sent the Martial League to arrest you. The situation is dire! You mustn’t resist them. Any violen
The crowd erupted in an uproar as soon as Dustin spoke. “Such arrogance!” “Shameless fool!” “Who do you think you are? Reckless brat!” … The elite martial artists sprang to their feet and berated Dustin furiously. The Lannopolis martial arts community had judged its fair share of notorious martial artists who had committed crimes before, but none had been as cheeky as Dustin. With so many powerful elites present, the Martial League keeping order, and Lannopolis’s strongest fighters presiding over the proceedings, most would struggle to hold themselves upright, let alone speak. “Dustin Fox, do you even know where you are? Do you think you’re still in Rivenesco? It’s one thing to dismiss these elite martial artists, but Mr. Cain? You’re not just arrogant. You’re laughable.” Bianca sneered mockingly. Dustin remained nonchalant and unfazed by the commotion around him. “National Hero, huh? Lannopolis’s so-called strongest fighter? Well, I’m unimpressed,” he said d
Dustin ignored the noise and strode forward. The eight fighters abandoned all notions of honor and ethics and charged at him altogether. Each had their own signature martial arts technique that targeted different parts of his body. Some aimed for his arms, and others went for his legs. In the blink of an eye, they closed in. Their moves were coordinated and deadly. “F*ck off!” Dustin cursed. Boom! In an instant, a force erupted from him like a nuclear blast. Dust and debris swirled violently and howled like a raging beast. Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! All eight elite martial artists were blasted away as if they were no more than leaves in a hurricane. They were flung into the air and blood spurted out of their mouths as they crashed to the ground. “What?!” The crowd was stunned. Their faces were frozen in disbelief. These eight were Lannopolis’s renowned martial artists. When they joined forces, their combined strength was said to be insurmountable. But
Dustin had just issued a direct challenge to Victor, Lannopolis’s strongest fighter. None of the elite martial artists present could match Dustin’s strength. Only Victor stood a chance. “Mr. Cain, please step forward to teach him a lesson!” Bianca said and bowed deeply in respect. With all the other fighters defeated, Victor was the only one left who could bring Dustin to justice. Bianca held an unwavering faith in this towering figure of Lannopolis’s martial arts world and was confident he could beat Dustin. “Mr. Cain, we are no match for him! You are Lannopolis’s last hope! Step forward and show this b*stard the true strength of Lannopolis’s legend!” said the elite martial artists sprawled on the ground. Victor could no longer sit idle under such circumstances. The strongest fighter in Lannopolis rose slowly to his feet like a slumbering lion roused from its rest. His imposing aura surged outward and commanded reverence from all who beheld him. “So young, and so