My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



With a wave of Keh's arm, someone walked toward Shawna to grab her.

Two men reached out to grab her.

In a flash, Dustin moved.

"Ahhh!!!"

Screams echoed in the room.

The arms reaching for Shawna were twisted like pretzels, and the two men writhed on the floor in agony.

"How dare you?!" Keh spat out and waved his hand again. "Cripple him!"

All the fighters charged at Dustin.

Despite their intimidating appearance, they were just ordinary brutes with a bit more strength and cruelty.

Dustin's strikes might leave them severely injured, if not dead.

With just a casual flick, a few of them fell to the floor.

If he had not held back, every one of them would be dead.

Shawna's eyes widened in disbelief.

The last time at the Riley family villa, she had not seen Dustin fight. The chaos had already subsided by the time she returned to the hall.

She never thought Dustin was this skilled!

Her gaze shone with newfound admiration.

Meanwhile, Waylon's jaw nearly hit the floor.

He had not witnessed Dustin's prowess at the Riley family villa, either.

After regaining consciousness, he had refused to believe that Dustin had taken down John, and no one had told him the truth.

However, the reality was obvious.

'Is this guy... even stronger than John Donner, a Martial Saint?' The thought alone drained the color from Waylon's face.

He had heard tales of John's incredible power.

It was too hard for him to believe that Dustin might have surpassed John.

In less than a minute, all of Keh's men lay sprawled on the floor and were unable to get back on their feet.

Keh's face darkened by the second.

He had not expected Shawna's so-called security guard to be this formidable.

"Who are you? Which group do you belong to?" Keh asked while still seated. He tried to maintain his composure.

"I can see you've got some skills. Surely, you've heard of Zion Larson, a big name in the Martial League?"

Dustin tried to recall the person.

Zion Larson...

The name rang a bell.

Was he not the branch leader of the Martial League in Grayvale?

Dustin had even given Zion the Martial League's Gold Token when he instructed him to investigate the massacre of the Fox family years ago. Yet to this day, there had been no updates.

"What about him?" Dustin asked indifferently.

"My uncle works in the commerce

office and has ties to Zion. One word from him, and the Martial League will take action," Keh said smugly.

"No matter how strong you are, when the Martial League gets involved, things won't end well for you! You'd better think twice!" His words carried a blatant threat.

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"Scared, kid? Get on your knees and apologize!" Waylon chimed in. He was emboldened by Keh's claim.

Dustin chuckled.

"Even if Zion were your father, and you got him to come here, he won't be able to save you," Dustin said coldly.

Waylon and Keh's brows furrowed.

"You brat, don't you think you can—"

Waylon blurted, but his words were cut short.

Dustin made his move.

Fast as lightning, he was a blur of motion. He left only afterimages as he closed the distance in an instant. Before Waylon could react, Dustin grabbed him by the collar and slammed him to the floor.noveldrama

Keh was lifted from the floor and thrown atop Waylon.

Waylon choked, and blood spurted from his mouth under Keh's weight.

Dustin planted a foot on Keh's chest. His condescending gaze bore into the two men beneath him. "You idiots have no idea who you're messing with..."