“Your men seem to be quite useless. Isn’t it my turn to attack now?” Dustin yawned lazily.
Lord Horst’s countenance grew somber, his expression turning grave. He knew almost every skilled fighter there was in Millsburg but was coming up blank when it came to Dustin.
Could Dustin be from somewhere else?
“I admire your fighting skills, kid, but I doubt you’re skilled enough to stop a bullet.” Lord Horst recovered from his shock and turned serious.
“I’ve met people like you before, thinking they could cause trouble just because they had some skills. But in the end, all of them got shot to death. In this society, skills alone aren’t enough. You still need power and family backgrounds. Would you like to make a bet with me? With just a few words, I can send you to prison.”
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