My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness by Autumn Rain

Chapter 272

Right after, Zion lost his balance. He hurled through the air and slammed against a wall, which left a deep crater.

Everyone in the room gasped.

Zion was the branch leader of the Martial League of Grayvale and a powerful ninth grade fighter. How could he be beaten with just one strike? What kind of monster was Dustin?

Ignatius's eyes widened. His breathing stilled.

How could Zion be beaten?

What kind of power did Dustin have?

Ignatius trembled in fear.

No one here could protect him.

Zion clutched his chest as he coughed. His eyes were filled with terror.

He looked like he had just seen a ghost.

Dustin had the kind of skills that were almost legendary in nature. He was simply too powerful to fathom.

The dreadful suspicion Zion had dared not voice was finally confirmed.

"You are... a sovereign grade fighter! A one-in-a-million Martial Saint!" he cried in shock.

the whole

Martial Saint..." someone said

powerful and exceptional than a ninth grade fighter. A Martial Saint was the true dominating force in the martial world. Such a person could

a person was nearly impossible to find in Lovellia. They

It was impossible to think he was anywhere

abomination appeared

he be a

was chilled

no way he would be able to escape from such a

give you everything! I will give you everything the Harmon family has!" said Ignatius pleadingly as he tried to tempt Dustin. ""Is

you something then. Who was the one

suddenly let out a cry. His face

don't dare to say it. I can't!" he said in

Dustin frowned.

terrified, it meant that the mastermind behind everything that had

yet Ignatius still did not dare to

say it, then you shall die!" said Dustin

rolled to the ground

sound broke the silence of the room and made the guests cry out in

Zion

because of the

of the Cave family yesterday had already shaken the higher-ups. How was he supposed to explain himself

Guards!" Dustin called. He was unbothered by Zion's grumbling. Three figures in black appeared and bowed

one alive, whether they're able-bodied or

"Roger, My Liege!"