"Huh?" Dustin was taken aback by the sudden outburst and felt a bit bewildered.

He glanced around the living room and noticed the intense glare from the burly man, Donny Zedd. Then, he asked tentatively, "Are you talking to me?"

"Who else would I be talking to?" Donny shot back.

He glared at Dustin and shouted, "Don't you have any manners? You waltz in here without so much as a 'hello' and plop yourself down like you own the place. Do you have no respect for us?"

"Manners?" Dustin arched an eyebrow skeptically.

He replied icily, "Do we even know each other? Why should I bother with pleasantries? And even if I don't hold you in high regard, what's it to you?"

"Hey! Are you looking for trouble, kid?" Donny bristled with anger, ready to throw a punch, but was intercepted by a man in white, Lucian Whitman, with a sly grin.

"Easy there, don't get all worked up. This kid just seems clueless about etiquette. Let's show him the ropes. No need for violence, especially with the host around. We wouldn't want to cause any awkwardness."

Lucian motioned for Donny to take a seat, then turned his gaze to Dustin with a friendly smile." You must be new around here. Let me fill you in on the customs.

"You know, in these circles, it's customary to show a little respect to your elders. A nod, a greeting, nothing too demanding, right?"

Dustin responded calmly, "If you truly are martial world veterans, a simple greeting would suffice. But your actions lack the dignity one would expect. The way you intimidate others, one might mistake you for bandits."

Lucian's smile faltered at Dustin's words, and a glint of annoyance flickered in his eyes.

He rose to his feet

then you're on your own." Lucian

they were enjoying the

had swaggered in, exuding the same cocky arrogance. However, in the end, he was unceremoniously dragged out by

you to tread carefully. Otherwise, you'll regret

if there were any conspiracies within the Hall of Gods. But as

Ha! I bet you won't change your tune until you're six feet under!" Donny sneered,

furious,

unfazed. He easily caught the incoming fist just before it

out just now, he had still put about 70 percent of

artists. Yet, Dustin effortlessly caught his fist, which struck him as

limited skill, you're still bold enough to be so

a sudden, forceful grip of his fingers, he twisted Donny's fist, and all his bones were

Donny froze momentarily before releasing a blood-curdling scream

and kicked him

flying several yards. He crashed into the wall, coughing up blood and wailing

"What?"

changed as they

that he could send Donny flying with just

artist

dare you act so recklessly! Who gave you the courage

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