Chapter 320

It was noon. At the clubhouse of the Hummer’s residence, Edwin Hummer was struck on the head with a wine bottle. Blood trickled down his body, along with the merlot.

“Hummer! I was screwed because of you!” Tatum sat on the couch; his features contorted in anger. “Didn’t you say that Dustin Rhys was a nobody? Why was he that powerful? Did you lie to me on. purpose?”

At his mentor’s request, Tatum had shown up to avenge Joshua Hummer. In the beginning, he thought he could show off his talent, but he was badly defeated in the end. Not only that, his core was destroyed. He had all the reason to be mad.

“Sir Thunders, in my records, Dustin Rhys did not come from a remarkable background. It wasn’t wrong to describe him as a nobody. As for his actual abilities, I recall giving you a heads up, but you didn’t take it seriously,” Edwin murmured with his head hung low.

“Are you blaming me for being weak?” Tatum glowered at him. If he weren’t hurt, he would have taught Edwin a lesson.

“In my opinion, it is unnecessary to issue a public challenge to men like Dustin Rhys. You can use whatever means to get him killed,” Edwin further explained.

“Oh, are you fucking teaching me how to get things done now? Tatum’s expression darkened, his eyes gleaming with hostility.

Edwin

looked irritated. “Didn’t you get Substratumis from Dr. Linden

ingredients, the Stoneray Valley only produced a

pill. So, I can’t help you. I’m sorry.” Edwin shook his

crushed the pill?” Tatum’s eyes narrowed, and he snickered. “Are you kidding me? Any sane person would take great care of that precious pill. How could you have crushed it? Your son’s dead anyway, so you can’t use it on him. Who else except

Thunders, I am telling you

me the restorative pill today, I’ll crush your legs!” Tatum threatened

Thunders, I wonder how you are going to do that, given that your core has

energy left, but killing a

Tatum was conceited.

from his back without warning. He pointed it

you son of a bitch. Do you know who I am? Put the gun down and cut your hands in front of me. If not,

the

never believe that Edwin would pull the trigger on him, and a fatal, point-blank shot

onto the floor, his eyes remaining open as he drew his last

is Sir Lincoln’s principal disciple. How are we going to explain this to Sir Lincoln?” He secretly thought Edwin had gone mad for having the guts to murder

a handkerchief and calmly wiped the

as he pictured the guildmaster of Boulderthorn, halfway to becoming a grandmaster. The man was powerful

we don’t tell, no one will know,”

we hide the fact?” Fletcher was drenched in cold

battle with Dustin. We shall leave Boulderthorn to figure out the murderer, and we have no clue about it at all. Got it?” Edwin tilted his head, his eyes shimmering with a cold

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