The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 937 You Think I Need Your Money?

Robin let out a cold smile and extended his hand.

In that moment, Luella couldn't bear to look any longer.

She didn't want to witness the betrayal that she could never bring herself to believe in, not even as she faced death. Luella closed her eyes tightly, overwhelmed by a deep sense of disappointment.

Tears of sorrow fell.

A sharp slap suddenly shattered the oppressive silence of the banquet hall, waking everyone from their dazed state. Robin's hand slapped across Darson's face, which was still grinning with a touch of malice.

In an instant, a dark figure was seen hurtling backwards; Darson crashed heavily into a massive bulletproof window.

The impact shattered the glass into shards, but a thin wire mesh outside the window sent his burly body bouncing back into the room.

"Trash! You think you're worthy of my alliance!" Robin spat, pulling a wet tissue from his pocket to wipe the blood off his hand.

"The Dark Night Alliance is my sworn enemy. If I see any of them, I'll kill them on the spot."

Everyone was in a state of shock, struggling to comprehend the unfolding events.

Hadn't Divine Drakebane agreed to Gottlieb's terms?

They gave his words some thought, and Divine Drakebane's words made sense. He had never promised to form an alliance with them.

It was all wishful thinking on their part.

Pierre, who had been dejected and disheartened, suddenly had a spark of hope in his eyes.

He whispered urgently, "Ms. Luella, don't be sad. Lord Drakebane didn't join them!"

Luella's eyes snapped open, and she hurriedly wiped away the tears blocking her vision.

Through the harsh light, she clearly saw Robin standing in the center of the room, unbothered by anything around him.

Her body trembled with excitement.

that the man she

Ramsey, I

grief, now lit up with

and asked sinisterly, "Lord Drakebane, do

Qacalisle Island is controlled by the Dark

sea. At his command, a single missile could destroy this entire banquet hall in seconds." "Still threatening me?" Robin advanced slowly toward the struggling Darson, his voice cold. "Do you

closer, Lord Drakebane. We are only targeting the Aldridges today; we didn't mean to offend or threaten you." Robin interrupted,

betrayed me, I will eliminate them all-not a single soul will escape!" Darson shivered, clenching his

Darson leaped to his feet, his body suddenly enveloped

Dark Night Alliance is nothing but a

words had barely left his mouth when a cold light shot

through

Darson dissipated, leaving him as a lifeless corpse, his body crumbling into

banquet hall stood frozen, the guests too horrified

sharp dragon's roar echoed, and a golden

blood flowing out of his throat; his fear was

dagger drawing every drop of blood from

sentence before his burly body was reduced to

the hall were terrified, some

never witnessed such a terrifying,

in fear, mumbled incoherently, "Lord Drakebane, w-we

you half of

Venet

of the combined wealth of the Caffereys and

to face him,

and gave Gottlieb's wrinkled face a slap that echoed through the

it whenever I want. Do you really think I

lived over 70 years, yet you've

Robin slapped Gottlieb across the face, sending the old man crashing

and

lifetime, never imagined

Fear paralyzed Leandro.

but had never witnessed such brutal,