The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 847 I Never Show Mercy to Beasts

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Robin and his group arrived in Brighton aboard a sleek combat aircraft escorted by the Golden Dragon Guard.

Before returning to Brighton, Robin had already instructed Jack and Flint to refurbish and redecorate Franco's mansion, which had been unoccupied for two decades. Levi also handled assigning personnel to all logistical positions within the estate.

Once in the city, Robin chose not to immediately convene the Eight Great Royal Houses meeting. Instead, he scheduled it for three days later, allowing Franco some time to rest and settle in before attending. Robin took that opportunity to accompany Rence back to the Brighton villa.

The family reunion at the villa was lively and warm, filled with laughter and conversation. The dinner went on very late before everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

The next morning, everyone got up late. After a relaxed lunch, Ferell drove Robin, Renee, and Brenda to Brighton University.

At the university, they first dropped Renee off at the graduate department. As they approached the undergraduate section, Brenda's phone suddenly rang.

The moment she glanced at the caller ID, her face turned pale, and a wave of anxiety swept over her. She looked toward the black BMW SUV parked in front of the undergraduate auditorium and shrank back, refusing to leave the car.

Oblivious of what was going on, Robin asked, "What's the matter? Why aren't you attending class?"

"Robin, it's him again. He called me. I'm scared!" Brenda said, her voice trembling as she clutched her phone tightly.

Robin's brows knitted further. "Who is it that's frightening you so much?" Following her gaze, he noticed the black SUV. "Someone in Brighton dares to target you again?"

Brenda pointed toward the vehicle. "Robin, that man is a foreigner named Enrico. They say he's the eldest son of the Red Alliance, a major Ugonland sect."

"The Red Alliance?" Robin searched his memory, but the name didn't ring any bells. "How did this Enrico get involved with you?"

Brenda hesitated before explaining, "Two days ago, I ran into him at the university library. He was there with two other men. One was Ronan Pittman, the eldest son of the Northville, and the other was Gary Neville, a distant relative of the Nevilles, one of the martial arts families. He said he was Jane Neville's

cousin.

search for information. I was reading and working on my notes when a member of the

asked a few questions to clarify, what they were looking for and offered some suggestions. But soon, I noticed Enrico's gaze-it didn't feel right. Something about

"Then yesterday

one

told me that Enrico wanted to invite me

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me. I declined again, but the council member seemed annoyed with

call I ignored just now was from the student council. When I didn't answer, they sent a message that Enrico was sending someone to pick me up for lunch today. Robin, I'm scared. What should I do?" Robin's eyes

you wouldn't go, and yet that studen council

University students, need to

just a meal, they said. Foreigners are supposed to be cultured and well-mannered. Besides, Enrico is the son of the Red Alliance's leader. Mishandling this could tarnish the reputation of both the university and the nation." She bit her lip. "But... but I feel

cold, mocking laugh. "Silly girl, you did

foreign trash dares to pester you,

dealt with, once and for all. No one disturbs

agreeing softly. She opened the car door and stepped out, only to find her path

room at the Northern Grand

immediately. "Brenda, watch your attitude! How can you be so impolite to our international friends?

Let me make this clear, if Mr. Enrico wants any girl from your university to accompany him, no one dares to

really?" Robin stepped out of the car, ignoring Bill entirely as he walked

you're doing? How dare you

A crisp sound echoed as Robin punched Bill, sending him sprawling.

foreign men immediately grew cautious.

wiped the blood from his hand, his eyes cold and unyielding. "Based on what you just said

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clenched his fists. "How

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