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.

to shout to the world that the man

I

now lit up with a

Robin and asked sinisterly, "Lord Drakebane, do you

is controlled by the Dark Night

his eyes, "Gottlieb has set up a few small missiles in the 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

panicking, stammered, "Y-you... Don't come any closer, Lord Drakebane. We are only targeting the Aldridges today; we didn't mean to offend

your issues with the Aldridges or your plans for revenge. But now that the Dark Night Alliance has betrayed me, I will eliminate them all-not a single soul

Darson leaped to his feet, his

nothing but a pile

mouth when a

through

Darson dissipated, leaving him as a lifeless corpse,

banquet hall stood frozen, the guests too

echoed, and a golden dragon soared

feel his blood flowing out of

dagger drawing every drop

his burly body

were terrified, some vomiting uncontrollably, others fainting on the

never witnessed such a

mumbled incoherently, "Lord Drakebane, w-we had an agreement, didn't

give you

Venet

90- percent of the combined wealth of the Caffereys

to face him, sheathing

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

it whenever I want. Do you really think I need your

70 years, yet you've

slapped Gottlieb across the face,

and he died

lifetime, never

Fear paralyzed Leandro.

the legendary Divine Drakebane but had never