My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

"It was no wonder Dustin could destroy those families. He's built up quite the foundation," Steven muttered to himself.

He could tell that the weakest of the martial artists outside was in ninth grade. They were a formidable group by any measure.

This did not surprise him. It was all expected.

The Lynch family had already suspected that Dustin might have even more powerful allies.

Or else, he would not have orchestrated an elaborate plan to lure Dustin into Killian's trap in the first place.

Minutes later, the sound of a helicopter broke the silence. Dustin and the group descended from the sky.

Steven narrowed his eyes as Dustin entered with Drake.

"Steven Lynch?" Dustin's gaze was cold as he stared at the man.

"The surviving descendant of the Fox family," Steven said with a cold smile while remaining composed.

"You shouldn't have shown up here in person." His smile dripped with menace. "It'll be the death of you."

Dustin smirked faintly.

"Do your worst," he said dismissively.

Steven's smile vanished, and he raised his hand all of a sudden.

Bang!

A custom bullet shot toward Dustin at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary round.

Steven's face was filled with confidence.

At this range, not even the strongest Martial Saint could avoid the shot.

The bullet reached Dustin in an instant.

But the next moment, Steven's face froze, and his pupils dilated in disbelief.

Dustin had caught the bullet between two fingers and smoke was still curling from

it.

"That... That's impossible..." Steven stammered.

"That bullet was crafted by the legendary blacksmith, Raymond Leroy! Not even an Apex Martial Saint could block it, and you caught it with your bare hand!"noveldrama

Dustin examined the bullet, and a slight smile tugged at his lips.

"Interesting bullet you have here."

The legendary blacksmith, Raymond, was said to be a descendant of the legendary craftsman Gregory Leroy.

He was also one of the Seventy-Two Constellations of Star Tower...

Dustin had the golden gun in his possession that could kill even Martial Kings.

The gun was from the Divine Hall. Perhaps giving it to Raymond for research would yield some valuable insights.

"I don't believe this!"

Steven snarled and fired repeatedly until the gun was empty.

Dustin's gaze turned sharp, and a powerful, pure energy surged from him. It formed a barrier in front of him that stopped every bulletin midair.

Ting! Ting!

The bullets fell to the ground and left Steven visibly shaken.

He had not expected Dustin to be so overwhelmingly powerful that his ultimate weapon was utterly useless against him.

Dustin was young. How did he practice his martial arts technique to reach such a level?

Steven quickly snapped back to reality. He turned and bolted for the window decisively. He hoped to escape.

Dustin's overwhelming power left

him utterly hopeless and crushed any hope of victory. Without

hesitation, he made the develet

flee.

But of course, he would not get his wish.

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Two figures appeared at the window before him and forced him back with a single

move.

"Martial Saints!" Steven muttered in shock.

How could Dustin have so many strong allies?

He realized escape was no longer an option.

"Spare my life, and I'll tell you secrets about what happened back then," Steven

said pleadingly.

Dustin showed no interest and uttered only two words.

"Kill him."

A figure stepped forward and delivered a devastating blow.

Steven was overwhelmed by terror. This time, the attacker was even more powerful.

Dustin turned and walked away without a second glance.

A single round of attack was all it

took.

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beforven barely had time to react

before he died. His eyes were frozen in shock.

Dustin turned and walked away without a second glance.

The Lynch family's role in the massacre had been a minor one, and Dustin had no interest in their so-called secrets.

He would simply wipe out the Lynch family of Hattan in two days.