Victor was a smart man with great influence in Lannopolis. Winning him over would do Dustin no harm.

Victor was delighted.

“Thank you, Master Dustin!” he said gratefully.

Dustin waved him off, and Victor left with a smile.

“Dustin!”

At that moment, someone shouted furiously.

It was Timothy. He walked in with Mark’s body. His face shone with anger.

“Did you kill my uncle?” he demanded.

Dustin shot him a cold look.

“I did,” he said indifferently.

“He shouldn’t have stood in my way. Since he did, and he was so arrogant about it, it was annoying, so I killed him,” Dustin said as if he had done nothing special.

“You…”

Timothy was livid. His face turned savage.

He had refused to believe that Dustin had killed Mark, and he had come here to demand an answer despite his doubts. Since he had gotten his answer, it enraged him.

He wanted to kill Dustin, but Dustin had managed to kill one of the strongest of the Bones family. Timothy was just a ninth grade fighter. How c