The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 912 What Else Can You Do Besides Flaunt Your Background?

Pierre's mind went completely blank when Robin's sharp words and sudden actions hit him like a wave.

The situation was so unexpected that he had no idea how to react.

As the captain of the Sea Lion Force, a major player in his field, Pierre had never been confronted so directly or personally before.

Mona, clinging to his side, was equally stunned.

If she hadn't seen Robin pointing his finger right at Pierre's nose, she would have sworn she had misheard.

Her carefully crafted, helpless demeanor quickly shifted into shock and confusion.

She glanced at this tall, handsome man from the East again, feeling a surge of annoyance inside her. How have I been so wrong in my judgment?

She, who had always treated men as nothing more than prey, had let her guard down this time.

The presence of this man-his power and confidence-made her feel foolish for ever thinking she could mock him.

I've brought this on myself.

Caught up in her thoughts, Mona unconsciously loosened her grip on Pierre's arm.

She couldn't help but compare him to Robin.

A cold realization hit her, and she quickly recognized her mistake.

Robin was like an immovable mountain-formidable and awe-inspiring.

On the other hand, Abner, who had been quietly watching from the crowd, was also taken aback.

He had hoped to find someone weak to toy with, someone to make himself feel important in front of the regional representatives.

But the person he'd chosen to provoke was someone like Robin.

Just the day before, Robin had backed down in front of Asher, and everyone had mocked him as a blowhard and coward.

Now, it seemed like Robin had transformed into someone entirely different.

He didn't show any mercy to Pierre, no matter his reputation.

And Abner himself wasn't even anyone well-known.

Abner tried to stand but felt trapped by an invisible force.

Panic gripped him.

this level, offending someone like Robin was

so bold earlier, defending Pierre and acting as if he had

was paralyzed, overwhelmed by

was a real

others with such confidence

couldn't afford

complain to the organizing committee it could

caught sight of Jackson in the distance, smiling knowingly at

did you think you were doing? Did you really

and Jethro still silent, Abner's sense of regret

have

what is all this

the tense silence in

model to mercenaries around the world. You should be

"Who gave you the right to

hesitation, he ordered, "Go stand in the

taken

Robin's voice was sharp, cutting through the

room froze, stunned by the sudden intensity of

seemed to spin as she realized

the Thalrex Order's elite guards, she shouldn't speak out against

left her mouth, there

in the room

own thoughts, felt frustration

there was no

reputation and standing made it impossible for him

coldly. "Do you have any

dismissively.

took notice, their eyes widening. A person who didn't care about the

out a low laugh, his voice laced with scorn. "So, you actually think you can treat me like

"Treat

an opponent? You're

said, a

his lips.

into murmurs of

from the East

the

Cercenaries, isn't even

belongs to en.kikista em

being his opponent!

was a public humiliation, like crushing

his fists clenched in anger. "Alright, you really think you