The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 922 The Spartine Warrior

Kolton breathed a sigh of relief at Pierre's action.

Until now, he had genuinely feared that Pierre might make the same mistake as Abner, acting impulsively and sealing his own fate without realizing it. He bowed deeply to Robin.

"Mr. Ramsey, Pierre has kept his word, but he has still offended you. Please, forgive him."

Robin glanced at the dejected Pierre. "I'll remember this. We'll discuss it later."

"We're leaving now," Luella said, linking her arm with Robin's as they headed toward the waiting cars.

Under the brilliant sunlight, Robin's tall figure seemed to fade into the horizon, becoming something almost mythical.

The crowd stood frozen, eyes wide, witnessing the unfolding scene.

The world is full of wonders, yet I've never truly grasped it.

How could there be such vast differences among people, all of them human?

It all comes down to perspective.

The nobility and pettiness are visible in even the smallest actions.

A gentleman does not make a noise, and the truly great do not argue.

They are unmoved by power, unafraid of the weak, indifferent to wealth, and unconcerned with fame.

What we are witnessing is a real-life example of wisdom, courage, and compassion.

It was said that beautiful women admire talent, refined ladies adore gentlemen, and the most beautiful love heroes.

At this very moment, Luella, glowing with unmatched beauty, clung to Robin's arm. Her gaze, fixed ahead, occasionally stole a glance at his strong, handsome face.

Her emotions swirled-joy, anxiety, shyness, and a deep, unspoken affection-all mixed together.

It was a scene so captivating, so perfect, that those around them couldn't help but feel envious to the point of tears.

Felix slowed his pace to stay behind Robin and Luella.

His previously humble demeanor was a stark contrast to the leader of the first noble family.

He now resembled a devoted servant or a butler, trailing quietly behind them.

Cyril stood still for a long time, momentarily forgetting he had planned to introduce himself to Felix.

snapped out of his trance, he saw that Robin's guards

possible for Mr. Ramsey

smiled politely and responded, "Mr. Higgins, Mr. Ramsey doesn't make plans ahead of time. If it's meant to happen, it will. No need to force

nodded reluctantly, muttering

someone like Mr. Ramsey doesn't need to bother

breaking the otherwise

stopped and turned to

stood there, looking

wrong. Could you find it in your heart to forgive my

ignored her and

only spoke a little more than I should have did you have to punish me

back without looking, his words drifting behind him as he and Luella got

move, Trix stood there,

in Felix's car, which was designed like a

driver's section, providing a

rear of the car was soundproof, without any blind spots, and had excellent lighting and ventilation to

door closed, Felix activated anti-surveillance and anti-eavesdropping

gave Robin a shrug. "Sorry, Mr. Ramsey, but

Felix's need

him out

reality-more wealth and power meant less personal

Qacalisle Island was organized

for Pierre to

he's not ready yet and will need

not he'll ever be up to the task,

arriving, and the banquet

the event, Darson has invited the Spartine Warrior to perform on Qacalisle

widened in

Dale invited the top

the Spartine

Qacalisle Island? That's

QUMS

the top warrior from last year's Spartine Warrior Martial

on the list Darson gave

and the South Panacea Ocean, was a legendary group of martial artists. They were similar to the

a tournament to choose the

warrior was

bravery, unshakable determination,

possessed skills far beyond that of ordinary

and the South Panacea

reclusive noble families from the South Panacea Ocean