Chapter 289

"Allow me to introduce Dr. Fustin Dox," Allison said quickly.

"Never heard of him. Is he famous?" Gareth said dismissively. He barely spared Dustin a glance as he sipped his tea.

Arthur, who was seated nearby, leaned toward Allison and said in a low voice, "Allison, Mr. Graves is a living legend in medicine. He's practically a national treasure. How could you seat a complete nobody beside him? Aren't you worried about offending him?" "But that young man isn't ordinary..." Allison hesitated.

"Not ordinary? Compared to Mr. Graves? Nonsense! Not just anyone deserves to sit with him," Arthur said coldly as his face darkened.

Allison felt trapped. Her mind raced for a solution.

She resolved to ask Dustin if he would mind moving to allow Gareth his rightful place of honor.

Just as she was about to speak, Dustin's voice rang out unexpectedly.

"Who is this 'Mr. Graves'? Sounds like an inflated title. Is he even a big deal?" His words stunned everyone into silence.

Allison froze mid-step in disbelief.

Around the room, eyes widened as though they were looking at someone who had completely lost their mind.

Did he just imply he did not know who Mr. Graves was?

That was nothing to brag about.

Graves was a titan. He was an undisputed authority and a household

Gareth's face darkened.

Crash!

teacup on

he demanded in

attack

How dare you insult Mr. Graves?" Dustin turned to him without so much as flinching. "And

slap and left Arthur momentarily

Barbenheim's second son?

Barbenheim himself

Dustin's mind. His family had been slaughtered, and the injustice had been ignored by the very household that claimed authority over the western region. For over a decade, Lord Barbenheim

What a farce!

"How dare a commoner like you talk to

an eighth grade martial artist and was one

he lunged and

flick of his wrist, he sent Arthur flying across the room. Arthur landed face-first in a humiliating sprawl. An eighth grade martial artist was no better

hall fell into stunned

Barbenheim's second heir. He was elite and powerful. Yet this mysterious man had tossed him

pressed her fingers to her temples

out

him

death sentence, even for a

his disheveled state and humiliated face were

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