The crisp sound of Dustin's glass hitting the ground echoed through the room. Its contents spilled to the ground.Lana stood there, perplexed and uncertain; her actions were instinctive and beyond her control.Even Lana couldn't understand why she impulsively reacted as Dustin was about to take a sip. At that moment, Lana and Matteo went pale, with beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.The very scenario Matteo dreaded had now become a reality. Initially, he could have secured his family's safety by sacrificing Dustin. However, his daughter's actions ruined the entire plan.It would spell disaster for the Camron family if Scott knew about it!"Ms. Camron, what was that about? The drink is spiked?" Dustin raised an eyebrow, puzzled.Lana swallowed hard. After a few seconds of contemplation, as if reaching a resolute decision, she urgently said, "Dustin, today is a setup. Someone spiked your drink; they intended to harm you. You need to leave now!"With that, she grabbed Dust
With the knife clenched tightly, Lana applied more pressure, and the wound on her neck deepened.Matteo's heart ached as he saw that, helpless against his daughter. He eventually gave in. "Alright, I'll let you two go. But starting today, you're no longer part of the Camron family!"He declared sternly, "From now on, we're done. I'll act like I never had a daughter like you, Lana.""Dad?" Lana quivered, her face etched with anguish."I'm not your father anymore! Leave now!" Matteo waved, signaling the guards to step back. Then he turned away, refusing to look at Lana.Tears filled his eyes without him realizing it. He muttered, "Lana, live well. Go away from this treacherous place like Oakvale. I wish you happiness.""Dad, I'm sorry." Lana was hit with a wave of guilt as she saw Matteo's hunched figure. After a brief hesitation, she wiped away her tears, grabbed Dustin, and rushed toward the door.Once out of the living room, Dustin couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Camron, what's goi
"Ms. Camron!" Dustin's expression changed as he witnessed Lana falling to the ground after getting shot. Acting swiftly, he assisted her to her feet.Lana was bleeding profusely, her complexion turning paler, and her pupils dilating. Without second thoughts, Dustin took a silver needle and closed Lana's pressure points to stop the bleeding.Just as he was about to channel his true energy for treatment, gunshots came from behind.Even more intense gunfire erupted from outside, enveloping Dustin and Lana in a barrage of bullets. Stones were sent flying, and dust billowed in the air.After the onslaught, a fully armed team of assassins emerged from behind the trees."Thought they were tough, but it turns out they're quite disappointing," their muscular leader quipped as he lit a cigarette and exhaled smoke.A large number of assassins were standing by at all entrances and exits of the estate."Boss, with our firepower, who can stand up to us?" One of the assassins chuckled."That'
After all that, it seemed like Dustin was a monster. He was as swift as lightning, tough as a rock, indifferent to bullet, and merciless—this guy was a demon! "Where's Scott Mosey?" Covered in blood, Dustin glared at the muscle-bound man, his gaze icy. "Spare me! We are just following orders. We have no grudge against you, just—" Suddenly, the muscular man quickly whipped out a grenade and chucked it straight at Dustin. His timing was spot-on; the grenade would practically explode in an instant. The muscular man believed that no matter how tough Dustin was, there was no way Dustin could withstand the impact of the explosion. Victory seemed to be in the muscular man's grasp. He was convinced he had executed the perfect sneak attack, celebrating silently.However, Dustin intervened, snatching the grenade mid-air. In the next instant, a muted "bang" echoed as the hand grenade exploded instantly. But the expected bloodbath didn't happen. In Dustin's hands, the grenade seemed a
Amidst the chaos, Dustin kneeled beside Lana's motionless form, lost in thoughts. Suddenly, approaching footsteps brought him back to the present.Dustin gazed up to find Matteo, accompanied by others, rushing toward them urgently. The gunshots had alerted the Camron family.Realizing Lana's prolonged absence, Matteo swiftly sensed trouble and efficiently rallied a group for support. However, upon arriving and witnessing the grim scene, he stood frozen in disbelief as if struck by lightning.Stumbling forward, he reached Lana's motionless form. After confirming the grim reality, he released a gut-wrenching, mournful cry. "Lana! My daughter, Lana!"Matteo collapsed beside her, and his cries filled with sorrow. Since his wife's passing, he and Lana had been each other's pillars of strength. He had envisioned witnessing Lana's wedding, rejoicing in her motherhood journey, and holding his grandchildren. But today, unexpectedly, marked a farewell to the living and the departed. In
Anders organized an exclusive gathering with two purposes—to win over them and gather intelligence. "It's an honor to have you all at Jadeleaf Manor. Let's raise our glasses to a toast." He grinned, lifting his glass for a round of toasts.Seeing this, the attendees, filled with respect, promptly stood up, toasting in return. After all, the man in their midst was the God of War, the mightiest warrior in Dragonmarsh, and he was also the pride of the Moseys.Anders was a figure who naturally commanded respect wherever he went, and today's warm reception pleasantly surprised them."Sir Anders, we're family. Your words make it sound like we're strangers. "Besides, if anyone should be toasting, it should be us to you. You are the backbone of the Mosey family!" Scott, seizing the moment, raised his glass passionately."Absolutely! Sir Anders, your combat skills are unparalleled, a real asset to the Moseys!" The crowd joined in with praises."Haha! Alright, let's drink!" Anders lau
Anders's smile slowly faded and expressed his displeasure. "Who dares invade my territory?" he sternly questioned."The intruder's identity is unknown, but they're tough! Our guys inside the manor couldn't handle it. Sir, we need backup now!" a guard reported, respectfully bowing."Serious firepower? How many troops are we talking about?" Anders narrowed his eyes."Just one person," the guard replied."What?" Anders scowled. "You're telling me you couldn't handle one person? What good are you all?""We messed up, sir. Our apologies!" The guard hung his head in shame.They should have had this under control with almost a hundred guards in the manor, and they were all elite warriors. But the intruder was exceptional, demolishing everything in his way, unstoppable in his drive."Sir Anders, whoever this intruder is, we can't let them off easy. Anyone daring to trespass on Jadeleaf Manor needs to pay with his blood!" Scott, fueled with anger, declared."Let's go. It's time to
"Don't worry, Sir Anders. I got this." Scott grinned. "Once we capture this bastard, I'll torture the Dew Balm formula out of him!."Anders hummed noncommittally. "This guy is not ordinary. Regular guards might not cut it. Are your people up for the task?""Don't worry, Sir Anders. I'm prepared to handle this bastard," Scott assured, clapping his hands.Soon, a man and a woman stepped forward from behind Scott. The man was in a black tee. He stood strong and towered over six feet, muscles flexing. Unlike a regular human, a subtle rumble came from him with every breath.The woman had a mask covering half her face, her lips showing a bluish tint, and her eyes purple. She wore a black robe, giving off a creepy and menacing vibe."Sir Anders, these two are exceptional individuals I brought. His name is Cooper Stiff—bulletproof and blade-resistant, unfazed by fire or water. "Plus, he's one tough cookie, unafraid of pain, and stares at death in the face. You're not getting away if