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The Hidden Dragons members started mocking Andrew. “Did you seriously call some rent–a–cop to throw out elite fighters from the Hidden Dragons?”

“Andrew must’ve lost his damn mind after seeing Mr. Thurman show up!”

“Hah! No doubt about it—he probably pissed himself the second Mr. Thurman walked through the door!”

Finley sneered. “Andrew, you’re getting dumber by the minute. You ain’t even worth dirt in front of our elder, so what makes you think your little guard dog here stands a chance? Hell, I don’t even need Mr. Thurman to handle him—I could make this guy get on his knees and beg!”

With a twisted grin, Finley lunged faster than anyone expected, swinging a slap right at Phantom Eye’s head.

Nyla gasped. “Watch out!”

Phantom Eye chuckled. “Well, damn. First day on the job and already being looked down on? Tsk, tsk… do I really look like someone that easy to mess with?”

He tilted his head to the side, easily dodging the slap without even trying. Then, he returned the favor with a brutal backhand that came out of nowhere.

shouted in panic, “Finley, get

it was too late.

even see the strike. He just spat out a mouthful of blood and went flying sideways like

froze in disbelief, and all eyes were locked on

struggled to crawl back up, his

wrong, punk? Weren’t you just calling me a worthless security? Come at

with

too. “You’re a total legend!”

underestimated you earlier. But you laid hands on someone from the Hidden Dragons without cause, and today,

an inch. “You want my name? Fine. I

it under his breath-“Phantom

his eyes widened as recognition hit

that Phantom Eye? The lone assassin from Blumedale,

shifted to scorn. “Well, well… I didn’t think someone of your caliber would fall this

fuse was short. With a loud roar, he lunged straight at

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