An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 1412: Infuriated

Such actions from Dustin sparked whispers among the crowd.

“This guy is way too audacious, isn’t he? He actually dares to step onto the stage for a real fight? Remember, Ian is a genuine military officer. Engaging in a duel with someone like him, isn’t that like a moth to a flame?”

“He’s passionate about love, but although his courage is commendable, ultimately, this is self-inflicted suffering.”

“In life, one should have self-awareness. Being an honest gigolo would be so much better. Why must he show off in public? If he gets beaten badly later, he won’t even have time to regret it.”

The guests below the stage sighed and shook their heads. In their eyes, Dustin’s behavior was undoubtedly self-destructive.

Originally, with Miss Natasha protecting him, he could have just played it safe. But, for the sake of his ego, he had to confront Ian head-on.

Now, it was difficult to back down, and he might even be risking his life.

“Hmph! Utterly foolish, hiding behind Miss Natasha isn’t good enough? He had to show off. Let’s see how he ends up now!” Carlos sneered.

up to a fourth-grade military officer with a bit of martial arts

side by side, watching Dustin on the stage as if they were

had feelings for Dustin, they had mixed feelings of envy and jealousy. But

give you one last chance. Kneel before me, beg for mercy, and leave Natasha alone. That way, I’ll spare

seemed to be

beat you so badly that you

coffin! Die for me!” Ian finally lost his patience. With a powerful leap, he shot forward like an arrow, and when he closed in on Dustin,

it was enough to shatter stone and split a boulder. He had never been defeated in military sparring, and now, dealing with a young gigolo like Dustin

towards him, Dustin didn’t dodge or evade; he simply raised his hand lightly and

muffled sound echoed

remained unmoved, showing no

Ian wore a stunned expression, finding it somewhat unbelievable. He realized that his powerful strike seemed to dissipate upon contact with Dustin’s palm, as if it

taken pride in had lost its

How could this be?

have, you might

“You’re looking for death!”