Female Novel
Chatper 2010
In the Drakes Dominion Order sect, Tobias Blackwell, a senior in a green robe, snorted disdainfully.
As an elder within the sect, he was halfway to becoming a grandmaster. With a formidable background and impressive combatprowess, he could even match with a grandmaster martial artist.
"Mr. Blackwell is right. None of you even deserve to negotiate with us," Yonah declared coldly.They were resolute in their determination to succeed. Hence, surrendering their precious treasures was out of the question.
"We're not to be underestimated despite the challenges posed by the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect. Theoutcome of a showdown is still uncertain," Grace stated coldly.
She didn't desire an all-out war, but if the opposing side persisted, she wouldn't hesitate to unleash her full force.“Hmph! You're giving yourselves too much credit! What makes your ragtag team think you can match up to us?" Tobias sneered.He believed a team of inexperienced newcomers had no right to challenge the Drakes Dominion Order.
“Hey, mind your words. It's better to be respectful. Otherwise, | won't hesitate to silence you," Dustin warned sternly, stepping upbeside Grace.novelbin
He had been annoyed by the members of the Drakes Dominion Order for a while. But he refrained from confrontation to avoidjeopardizing their quest for the Dracan essence. Now that the mission was accomplished, there was no need to hold back anylonger.
"Insolence! Who dares to spout such nonsense in my presence?" Tobias roared, projecting an imposing presence.
“Mr. Blackwell, watch out for this young man. He took down the black serpent by himself, and | believe he's at the level of agrandmaster martial artist," Yonah cautioned.
In Yonah's eyes, Dustin was the only one among the opponents who truly posed a threat. The rest weren't even worthacknowledging.
"What? Is this kid a grandmaster martial artist? Seriously?" Tobias was taken aback, and the intimidating presence he had justexuded quickly faded, replaced by sheer astonishment.
He couldn't wrap his head around the idea of Dustin, barely in his twenties, being a grandmaster martial artist.
Tobias pondered whether such an exceptional talent truly existed in the Southwest region. Despite his best efforts, he couldn'trecall ever hearing about Dustin before.
"Well, as unbelievable as It may sound, If s the truth," Yonah affirmed witn a nod.
"No wonder this kid acts so cocky," Tobias remarked, his brow furrowing in slight embarrassment.While he was undeniably strong, taking on a grandmaster martial artist was a challenge that seemed a bit out of his league.
The middle-aged man was dressed elegantly, and he clapped his hands. "Achieving grandmaster level at such a young age istruly impressive." As he approached, the crowd parted, acknowledging his authority.
Dustin asked calmly, "And who might you be?"The middle-aged man smiled and replied, "I'm Damien Howler, the master of the Drakes Dominion Order."Upon hearing that, Jackson, Sophia, Garrett, and the others displayed a noticeable change in their expressions.
Damien's name was familiar to all—not just as the master of the Drakes Dominion Order but also as the ultimate grandmaster inthe Southwest.
He was a powerhouse known for his unmatched strength and an unbeaten record. The unexpected personal intervention bysomeone of Damien's stature was about to complicate things.