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Chapter 2215
Garrett struck his palm toward Dustin. A thunderous crash echoed through the room, changing the surrounding area.
Awhite shadow palm surged forward with the force of lightning and pressed on Dustin. Accompanied by the fierce howling wind,everything seemed to warp as it tore through the air.
Everyone in the room turned pale with fear. They scattered in all directions to avoid being caught in the chaos. After all, the sheerpower of a grandmaster martial artist was enough to kill them with a single blow.
Despite Garrett's attack, Dustin didn't flinch. His expression remained composed. But as he prepared to retaliate, a commandingshout interrupted.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, another burst of internal energy materialized into a shadow palm as it shot from the doorway. It narrowly missedDustin before colliding with Garrett's shadow palm.
The impact echoed with a loud crash, unleashing a torrent of terrifying energy. The living room quaked violently as the furnituresplintered and drinks splashed over.
The martial artists around were thrown about like rag dolls in a storm. They crashed and tumbled helplessly.
The impact knocked Garrett back several steps, and his expression turned sour. "Who dares?" He frowned as he gazed towardthe doorway.
Soon, a refined middle-aged man entered. He was dressed in a sleek black suit with gold-rimmed glasses.“Elder Mason," the middle-aged man greeted with a faint smile.
He continued, "We've all journeyed a long way to gather here today, and everyone in this room is an acquaintance. Let's not let aminor issue escalate into something more.”
Despite his unassuming demeanor, he exuded an air of mystery.“And you are?" Garrett's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the middle-aged man.
The fact that the man had countered his strike suggested he, too, was a grandmaster martial artist. However, Garrett couldn'trecall ever encountering him before.
"I'm Hank Styles, a member of the Hall of Gods," the middle-aged man introduced himself. "Today, I've gathered everyone todiscuss matters of importance."
“Hank Styles?"Everyone exchanged confused glances as the name was unfamiliar to them.
"I'm the newly appointed god of the Hall of Gods. I've only taken up the position a few months ago, so it's understandable if youhaven't heard of me yet," Hank said, displaying his identity badge to them.
"It's been a while since I've encountered the elites of the Hall of Gods. You certainly live up to their reputation.” Garrett'sexpression softened as he acknowledged Hank's identity.
He wasn't surprised that Hank had been able to go toe-to-toe with him earlier, considering that all members of the Hall of Godswere grandmasters.
"Oh, it's you, Mr. Styles. My apologies for the oversight." Lucian led the group of martial artists and greeted him respectfully.
In the esteemed Hall of Gods, the god was revered above all others. Their power and authority were unquestionable. They coulddetermine anyone's fate with a single word.
“Elder Mason, everyone gathered here are my esteemed guests. The incident earlier was just a minor misunderstanding.“How about we extend some grace to each other and turn things around for the better?" Hank suggested with a smile.
"Since you have spoken, | won't argue with this kid." Garrett shot a wary glance at Dustin. His expression was cautious butcontrolled.
After all, the purpose of their gathering was for business discussions. Allowing temporary anger to spoil their opportunities wouldbe unwise.
"Thank you, Elder Mason." Hank nodded appreciatively before casting a meaningful glance at Dustin.
He realized that staying composed during an assault from a grandmaster martial artist was quite impressive. So, he surmisedthat Dustin was no ordinary guy.
"Mr. Styles, now that everyone is here, can we get down to business?" Garrett got straight to the point without much preamble.“Elder Mason, one more guest hasn't shown up yet. Please bear with us for a moment." Then, Hank clapped his hands.
Soon, a group of maids swiftly entered with trays of assorted fruits and snacks. Even the damaged furniture was also replaced."Okay, we'll wait." Garrett didn't say much and took his seat.
The rest followed suit, and they ate the snacks and fruits. Despite the outward calm, occasional glances toward Dustin were filledwith hatred.
On the contrary, Dustin calmly sipped his tea. He was unperturbed by the occasional hostile glances thrown his way.As time passed, anticipation turned into impatience. What was expected to be a short wait had stretched into midday.Whispers of discontent circulated throughout the room. Even Garrett, known for his composure, couldn't hide his irritation.novelbin
As Garrett finished yet another pot oftea, his frustration boiled over. "Mr.Styles, Nie quests Xatdindss'sbeydhnd rude. It's already midday, andhe's still nowhere to be seen. It'sobvious he thinks little of us." Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!
Hank looked embarrassed andforced a smile. "Please, let's staycalm. The guest may KaveC omeproountared elays. We'll wait a bitlonger. In the meantime, helpyourselves with another round oftea." The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latest
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"Another round of tea? I've alreadydowned three pots! An morenand I'llbe fit ta.yrstl/ Galrett's frustrationbbiled ‘over as he slammed his handonto the table. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
He couldn't believe the nerve of their tardy guest. The sheer audacity was more than enough to fuel his temper.