An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Me?” Dustin was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected Fenley to steer the conversation toward him.

Still, he nodded and said, “Sir Hudson is right. With Dalen’s talent and strength, he definitely has what it takes to challenge the top ten in the Legendary List.”

Dustin had a lot of faith in Dalen.

“Since he can earn such high praise from both of you, he must be someone worth keeping an eye on,” Alicia said thoughtfully.

Unfortunately, Dalen was from the Shadow Citadel. She might have convinced him to join the Celestial Alliance if he had come from a smaller guild.

“A handsome and capable talent like him is a rare find these days,” Aurora remarked. Her eyes were sparkling with interest.

While she wasn’t instantly smitten with Dalen, his striking looks certainly made her take a second glance.

“We win. Crystal, did you see that? Mr. Shade won.” Ruby jumped up excitedly when Dalen’s victory was announced.

Her joy came from his win and her successful bet. The thrill of winning big from such a small wager was simply exhilarating.

“Crystal, you’ve got a keen eye. Mr. Shade actually won.” Miles, sitting beside her, beamed with joy.

grateful he had followed her advice and bet on Dalen. Otherwise, he would have suffered

in. Now, he

did so effortlessly. He’s even more formidable than I imagined.” Crystal narrowed her eyes.

always suspected Dalen was strong, though it was only a hunch since she hadn’t seen him in action. But after the match, she realized he had achieved Grandmaster level.

Both

had once considered herself a prodigy for reaching halfway to Grandmaster at such a young age-a remarkable achievement. But compared to Dustin and

honey won.

best, honey. Let’s

so handsome. Look

joy among his fans, who were already swooning over his charm. Cheers of ” Honey” and excited screams echoed through the stands; their voices were loud enough to drown

appeal wasn’t merely about his appearance. It was the

stumbled off amidst a chorus of boos. It was a classic case of “to

praised, while the loser was

battle ring became a stage for fierce clashes as the match continued. One by

Abigail’s betting ring operation was booming. With every match result, the winners celebrated, and

please come up on the battle ring,” the referee

tag around her waist. She was momentarily stunned before jumping up excitedly. “It’s my turn!