Despite Bran’s intense glare, Dustin nonchalantly shrugged it off. He knew he could have easily emerged victorious in their fight without any intervention.

After handling a couple of minor disturbances, Aidan resumed his meal. Jackson, accompanied by the disciples of the Embersteel Order, chose to keep a low profile and settled into nearby seats.

Grace stood up and approached Jackson’s table. “Hello, everyone. Thank you for your timely assistance,” she expressed her gratitude. Jackson dismissed it coolly, saying, ” Just helping out, no biggie.”

He added, “I’ve always had a thing against those who prey on the weaker ones. Our sect consistently stands against injustice.”

“The Embersteel Order truly lives up to its reputation as a haven for true heroes,” Grace remarked admiringly.

join us at the table for a few drinks?” she asked, warmly inviting them. “I’ve

of premium wine, Jackson’s eyes

formalities. I’m in, “he quickly said,

a few more dishes and

Will

dishes and premium wines. Without hesitation, Jackson poured

lit up with pleasure after the first sip, and he couldn’t resist licking his lips. “I’d bet

unmatched richness and flavor of the wine. The 50- year-old vintage he had shared with his master paled

well,” Grace said with an ambiguous smile. After all, savoring a

the

Linsor, and this is my friend, Dustin,”

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