Sheila was tied up and unconscious in an abandoned steel factory, her eyes covered with a black cloth. Meanwhile, Diego had a charming smile as he savored good wine and steak.

“Mr. Bourbon, our target hasn’t shown up. Maybe he won’t come,” a burly red- robed warrior reported.

“Don’t rush it. Let’s wait,” Diego said and put down his utensils. He continued, “I’ve already looked into it. Dustin has a serious relationship with Sheila. Given his personality, he’ll come to rescue her.”

“I’m worried he won’t give up the Cherusia. Should we send our guys to attack the Zephyr Lodge and take the treasure?” the red-robed warrior suggested.

“Fools!” Diego scolded. “Zephyr Lodge has many strong elites. Even if we succeed, we will lose many of our men.”

the red- robed

they have numbers on their side. Even a strong tiger needs to

Dragonmarsh martial artists. It was

a cold voice spoke from

darkness- it was Dustin. “Mr. Rhys, you’ve

“Who are you guys?”

looked around. He discovered that there were between twenty and thirty people hiding

easily overpower a coalition of wealthy families. “I’m

Diego replied. “I’ve heard you have the Cherusia. I’m willing to

have perfected your Dragonmarsh’s accent to a tee. Unfortunately, I can’t

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