The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

A loud uproar erupted in the carriage.

Bonnie, still dazed from the slap Robin had delivered, was in shock. Marge and Joanna couldn't believe Robin had acted so boldly.

Marge apologetically pulled him back and said. "I'm sorry about this."

Robin gave them a calm smile. "You two rest. I'll handle it."

Marissa, knowing what was coming, shook her head helplessly at the couple. She whispered, "Robin, let go. A small lesson is enough. Don't take it too far."

Though Marissa spoke softly, everyone around could hear her.

The other passengers, used to such behavior from arrogant and troublesome parents, knew better than to get involved. Confronting such people was worse than facing the most unpleasant situations.

The authorities usually took a passive approach in those cases, choosing not to punish unless necessary. Instead, they aimed for social harmony, which only encouraged more audacity from those rascals. It was hard to say if staying silent was the only way to survive in this society, as ignoring them allowed those rascals to multiply.

Most people simply kept their distance from troublemakers, not wanting to get caught up in their mess.

They consoled themselves with the saying, "I can't change the world, so I'll change myself."

So, they allowed kindness to suffocate while scoundrels flourished. Provoking such people meant inviting

disaster.

If a mad dog bit you, would you bite it back? If you stepped in cow dung, would you step in it again out of revenge? That would only make you dirtier because those rascals were like dung! Many wondered if scholars ever studied this. How many generations of immorality did it take for such people to come into existence?

Those behaviors were passed down, making scoundrels like cockroaches that multiplied with each generation, thinking their actions were something to be proud of.

They would wear a badge that said, "I'm a scoundrel, and I'm proud of it! What can you do to me?"

So, when Robin stood up and Marissa spoke, the onlookers' eyes lit up with hope. They couldn't act themselves, but they longed for a hero.

Robin patted Marissa's shoulder. Tve got it. You help Mrs. Leif sit down. She needs a moment to rest."

slapped, and her husband, Horace,

refined air. He looked like

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as if scoundrels had their presence when pushed too far. Horace pointed at Robin angrily. "What kind of person are

coldly pointed at Danny "Give me back

It's mine! 1th not giving

hell! You're truly rude How dare you shout at a

slowly turned to Horace. "Are you

at his child. "He's just a kid, but you treat him like this. You're uncivilized and

insulting me! If you don't want things to get worse, hand

back to his seat, looking at Robin in shock. "You... you hit me? It's

temperature in the carriage seemed to drop instantly. The scoundrel couple sat frozen, dizzy from the turn of events. They had

he abruptly threw the

pendant shattered into three pieces. The onlookers gasped in disbelief.

rushed to the shattered pieces, and dropped to her knees, tears streaming as she murmured,

held the broken pieces. In a flash, Robin grabbed

"Murder! Someone's trying

his arm. "Don't! Let him go." Seeing the pleading in her eyes, Robin softened, nodded, and tossed Danny into

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look! He's bullying us! They're

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stop, you all get off! You guys will be

fell silent at the sheer hostility radiating from

and shouted, "You... you're too cruel! Fine, we'll settle this