“Sir Rhys, you’re taking things too far.” Harry’s smile slowly turned cold. No one could stand taunts like that. no matter how well–mannered they were.
“Aren’t we friends? Shouldn’t I help you in times of trouble? After all, helping others makes me happy.” Dustin’s smile was still happy as ever.
“I don’t need your help on this, Sir Rhys. I can take care of it myself. Let’s drink. Harry struggled to keep the smile on his face and quickly changed the subject.
Still, Dustin didn’t let go of the topic. “Why don’t you ask her what she thinks? Who knows? She might agree.”
“Hey! That’s enough!”
The ladies could no longer hold back.
“Who knew you’re such a disgusting man under that nice–looking face? How could you keep your eye on
someone else’s woman?”
“Exactly. Just because you’re powerful doesn’t mean that you can humiliate others like this. You’re crossing
the line!”
*Search for a prostitute elsewhere instead of putting us off.”
As women, they felt utterly disgusted by Dustin’s attitude.
Patrick merely narrowed his eyes without saying much. He has only known Dustin for a short time, so he couldn’t firmly identify Dustin’s personality. However, if this was Dustin’s true colors, it’d be best for Patrick to stay away from the other man. He didn’t have any cuckolding fetishes.
“Why are you ladies getting so worked up? He hasn’t even said anything yet,” Dustin responded indifferently.
“You’re shameless!”
The ladies were livid. They’ve never met someone as sick as him.
“Ahem, if she’s your type, I’ll definitely get someone to serve you tonight.” Nelson tried to smooth things over.
“He’s right. There are so many women out there. This is your lucky day. Let’s have a good time. I hope you pardon me for anything I’ve said to offend you earlier. To pay my respects, I take the first shot!” Harry lifted his glass and downed the drink.
“Why, your tolerance is impeccable. Very impressive.” Dustin smiled teasingly.
“I see. So you were joking.” Understanding dawned on Nelson.
“You shouldn’t play pranks like this on your friends, Sir Rhys.” Harry let out a breath of relief, sweat unknowingly beading his forehead.
“Who said I was joking?” Dustin’s expression turned ruthless. “You have two choices right now.
me fuck your woman or die here.”
Everyone’s expression darkened straight away. Was he threatening Harry?
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“Don’t you think you’re being unreasonable? Harry frowned unhappily.
“So what? I’ll count to three. If you don’t make up your mind, I’ll do it for you.” Dustin held out three fingers.
*Sir! I never did anything wrong. Why are you doing this to me?” Harry’s fists clenched.
“Three …”
“I know you’re a powerful man, but you shouldn’t be so unreasonable!”
“Two…”
“The martial world has its own rules. Your actions will cause backlash!”
“One”
“Sir, you-”
“Time’s up.”
Dustin grabbed a fork from the table and stabbed it into Harry’s throat in one fluid motion. Blood instantly began trickling down the length of the fork, dying the man’s shirt red.
“Ugh!” Harry froze, his face showing his disbelief, never expecting Dustin to act so mercilessly.
Harry’s sudden death shocked the entire room, and they remained rooted to their seats, unable to process
what had just transpired. Dustin decided to kill someone merely because the latter refused to let him sleep with his woman. He must be crazy!
“Y–y–you crazy bastard! How could you kill him?”
After a pause, all hell broke loose.
