“Don’t challenge me or push me to my limits. If you do, you’ll be signing your own death warrant!”

Elijah’s face was livid.

He wanted to say something impressive, but the terrifying violence that poured off Dustin rendered him mute. He felt immensely wounded.

It was only when Dustin walked away from him that Elijah could finally breathe.

Elijah gritted his teeth as fury raged within him.

He hated how powerless he felt, and he also hated how unfair Lucas had been.

Why did Elijah have to be afraid? Why had his own father taught Dustin so much, but he was left by the wayside?

Dustin walked into the conference room with a blank face.

“Come out, all of you!” he said.

After a moment, the martial artists who had been hiding all came out.

“Dustin, you’re astounding,” said Sylvester Weston in admiration as he assessed Dustin.

It was clear that he saw Dustin as an equal and respected him.

“If you had gotten a better start, you would have definitely been one of the top f