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.

trance, he saw that

possible for Mr. Ramsey to arrange

ahead of

reluctantly, muttering to

Ramsey doesn't need to bother

otherwise serene silence.

and turned to

stood there,

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

her and

spoke a little more than I should

price for not knowing your place," Robin called back without looking, his words drifting behind him as he and Luella

began to move, Trix stood

in Felix's car, which was designed like a small

separated from the driver's section, providing a spacious

soundproof, without any blind spots, and had excellent lighting and ventilation

door closed, Felix activated

Ramsey,

understood Felix's

take him out from miles

the harsh reality-more wealth and power meant less personal

the banquet on Qacalisle Island was organized by

for Pierre to

not ready yet

up to the task, only

the meantime, the invited guests are arriving, and

has invited the Spartine Warrior to perform on Qacalisle

widened

Dale invited the top

the

Qacalisle Island? That's

QUMS

last year's Spartine Warrior Martial Tournament was Nestor. Is

on the list

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

held a tournament to choose the

named the top warrior was the highest honor in their

unshakable determination, and invincible

skills far beyond

Panacea Ocean,

noble families from the