Dustin frowned. “That meant it was the Hills that did this?” He had been kind enough to have Edmund deliver them the medicinal wine to treat Paul. Instead of being grateful, they attacked Edmund. No matter the reason, he was not going to let them go easily.
Dustin felt guilty. “I’m sorry, Mr. Robinson. I put you into this mess. You wouldn’t have endured such suffering if I didn’t send you there.”
Edmund forced out a smile. “No, it has nothing to do with you. I was just unlucky.” “Don’t worry. Mr. Robinson. I will get revenge for you. It doesn’t matter who did this to you. I will make them pay!” Dustin vowed.
“Mr. Rhys, the Hills are a powerful and influential family that we can’t afford to offend. Please don’t act impulsively.” Edmund grew agitated. It was one thing for him to be beaten, but if he was the reason Dustin was harmed, he would never forgive himself.
“Don’t worry about me. You just need to make sure you get better. I’ll deal with this matter.” He took out a pill and fed it to Edmund before standing up to leave.
“Dustin, where are you going?” Abigail felt inexplicably uneasy.
“To get revenge.” He patted her shoulders.
“Take care of your dad. Call me anytime if something happens.” He left as soon as he said that.
Half an hour later, Dustin arrived at the front gates of the Hill family residence. Taking in the luxurious villa, Dustin walked up to it with deliberate steps, his expression dark.
“Stand right there! Who are you?” The guard yelled after noticing him.
Dustin asked coldly, “Are you the ones who have been standing guard the whole day?”
“So what if we are?” He cocked his head up. He wasn’t afraid of offending Dustin purely because of the clothes he was wearing. It was obvious Dustin wasn’t from a prestigious family.
“Very well. Did you guys beat up a man who delivered some medicinal wine today?” Dustin asked again.
Realization dawned on his face. “Oh, you mean that old man? It just so happened that he ran into Young Mr. Hill, so he got roughed up.”
“You mean Torben Hill?” Dustin narrowed his eyes.
The guard glared at him fiercely. “Hey! Who are you to call Young Mr. Hill by his full name? That’s Sir Hill to you.”
“What’s the reason?”
“Reason?” The guard was puzzled for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Are you fucking joking? Does Young Mr. Hill need a reason to beat someone up? Peasants like you are even below his pet dogs. He can just kill you without reason, not to mention beat you up!”
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“Is this how the Hill family operates? Disregarding human life for no reason?” Dustin’s expression grew colder.
“Who the fuck are you?” The guard sized him up. “You aren’t that old man’s son, are you? What? Are you here
for revenge? Open up your fucking eyes, and look at where you are!”
“Punk, this is not a place for you to act so recklessly. Scram! Otherwise, your father will be the last of his
bloodline!”
The rest of the guards laughed mockingly, with Dustin looking like a clown to them. They had gotten used to
their tyrannical bullying and wouldn’t care about mere peasants.
“Last question. Did you join in the beating?” Dustin’s expression was calm, but his eyes were frosty.
“So what if we did? Get the fuck out of here before we make you a crippled man!” The guard yelled.
“It’s good that you admitted to it.” Dustin nodded determinedly at his words, and without another word, hel landed a forceful punch on the guard’s abdomen.
The impact resembled a truck collision, and a thunderous explosion sounded as the guard flew backward. He crashed heavily into the gate, with the sturdy metal gates denting under the force.
The guard was stuck to the gate, every bone in his body was shattered as blood gushed out from his mouth and nose. He died on the spot.
