"Ms. Camron, since this is a collaboration, I won't let you fight alone. I'll shoulder most of the pressure. "Your role would be to manufacture and market the product, using the Camron family connections to build up the reputation of Dew Balm," Dustin explained earnestly. Lana fell silent upon hearing this. While Dew Balm was indeed a valuable product, was it worth offending the Swansons and the Welchs over it? "Of course, if you have your reservations, I won't force you. Consider this jar of Dew Balm a gift from me to you," Dustin said with a faint smile. Placing the medicine on the table, he pushed it toward Lana. The Camrons held significant influence in South City, but even then, they only ranked third. The first and second were the Welchs and the Swansons, respectively. To take on both of those major families simultaneously would be a tremendous challenge. It now only depended on whether Lana was willing to take the risk. "Handsome, why did you choose to partner up wit
Back at the villa, Dustin appeared hesitant as he held up his phone. While he was discussing business with Lana earlier, thoughts of Natasha had surged through his mind. It consumed his every thought and left no room for anything else. He had learned from Maximus that Natasha had accompanied her grandfather back to Oakvale. She wanted to extend her influence there. It would take just one call for them to reunite. However, Dustin was worried. Oakvale was a different world from Southern Province. It was filled with brilliant individuals and lurking threats. His objectives in Oakvale were extremely dangerous, and he couldn't bear to have Natasha involved. "Maybe I can just meet her briefly and say hello," Dustin murmured. After pacing back and forth on the balcony, he took a deep breath and dialed her number. The call rang for about five seconds before it connected, and he soon heard a familiar voice. "Hmph! You jerk, you finally call me. Tell me honestly, where have y
Within the Inner City was the City of Aylka, symbolizing supreme power. It was a sacred place that countless ambitious individuals dreamt of being in. It was also where Dustin intended to seek the truth and justice. However, now was not the time for that. Inner City was quite congested, as it happened to be rush hour. Even though Dustin had left an hour early, it was already dark when he finally arrived at his destination. Natasha hosted the celebration at Skylight Heights Hotel, a luxurious five-star hotel. The venue was perfect for hosting a grand celebration as it offered a wide range of entertainment facilities. It was a high-end establishment with excellent service, making it the ideal choice for hosting such an event.Meanwhile, inside Banquet Hall One on the top floor of the hotel, a group of young men and women had come together. They were all elegantly dressed, toasting their drinks and chatting happily. On stage, song and dance performances were constantly entert
"Harper, do you realize how powerful she is now?" Cody's face displayed a hint of pride. "As long as Ms. Harmon is willing to step in, the Swansons won't be able to do anything," he finished. "You're right …" Harper nodded enthusiastically. She was filled with delight.She had made up her mind. She was going to impress Natasha no matter what it took. By doing so, she could turn her situation around. Plus, she could also rise to the upper circle of Oakvale's elite."By the way, Cody, how do you know all this?" Harper suddenly became curious."To be honest, my uncle is a military advisor in the monarchy working under the Duke of Lachshire. He has a lot of connections. So it's easy for me to learn about all these secrets," Cody replied proudly. In fact, Natasha's identity was already publicly known within the powerful circles. It wasn't much of a secret. Rather, it was something most ordinary people wouldn't come across."Cody, you're truly amazing!" Harper gave him a thumbs u
"Stop joking. Ms. Harmon is pursued by many outstanding people in the industry. How could I compare to them?" Cody shook his head. Even though he was flattered, he was self-aware. The gap between their social status was far too wide. "Cody, if you put your heart into it, you can achieve anything. No matter what, you should give it a try. What if you happen to be Ms. Harmon's type?" Harper encouraged him."Really?" Cody was somewhat uncertain."Why would I lie to you?" Then, Harper added, "Look at yourself. You're handsome, tall, poised, and charming. "Most importantly, you're skilled in medicine, attentive, and have great character. A man of your caliber is truly a rare find in this world!""Is that so?" Cody ran his fingers through his hair and straightened his tie. His confidence surged, and he looked delighted. After all, he considered himself an outstanding and nearly perfect man. He also had tremendous potential. It didn't seem too far-fetched to marry the granddau
"What? She's yours?" Both Cody and Harper exchanged puzzled glances when they heard that. They began to wonder if they had heard him wrongly.Natasha was, after all, a siren who ranked third in the Beauty Ranking. Besides, she was also the Duke of Lachshire's granddaughter. She was basically the dream of countless young men! How dare a poor loser like Dustin so shamelessly claim that she was his? Had he lost his mind?"Dustin. Are you … serious?" Cody probed."Of course," Dustin answered confidently. "Pfft!" Cody burst out laughing as though he'd just heard the greatest joke of the century. "Oh, Dustin! Do you even hear yourself? Did you just say that Ms. Harmon is yours? Hahaha!" Cody clutched his belly as he laughed with an exaggerated expression."Hmph! How shameless!" Harper folded her arms in front of her chest as she huffed. "Don't you have any self-awareness?"Don't go around thinking that your identity has changed just because you put on new clothes. A loser will alw
"Greetings, Ms. Harmon!""Hello, Ms. Harmon!"After a short moment of silence, the entire hall erupted in loud chatter. Everyone began crowding around Natasha to greet her.Those who could show up at the event were either high-ranking officials or top executives of major corporations. It was only natural that they knew Natasha's identity. There were even some who had attended the event for the sole purpose of sucking up and currying favor from her. "No need for formalities, everyone. Please make yourself comfortable."Natasha remained composed. She showed no reaction to the crowd, who flattered and fawned over her. Her alluring eyes swept across the hall as though searching for something."Cody, could that be Ms. Harmon?" Harper discreetly pointed at Natasha."She should be. I cannot think of anyone who has such captivating beauty apart from Ms. Harmon!"Cody's eyes were bright, his face flushed, and his heartbeat accelerated. He had seen many beautiful women, but never one
"I've missed you, dear!"Under the incredulous stares of the guests, Natasha jumped into Dustin's embrace and hugged him tightly. They truly looked like a pair of lovers who were finally reunited after having been apart for a very long time. They were both intimate and passionate.However, their bold actions had everyone staring and gaping in shock and disbelief.Cody and Harper, especially, stood frozen in place as though they'd been struck by lightning. They simply could not believe what they saw.What was going on? She was the chairperson of Dash Corporation and the woman who ranked third on the Beauty Ranking. And most importantly, she was the granddaughter of a duke!What the hell was happening? Why was she so eager to show affection toward a poor loser?Cody's hand was still extended, but without realizing it, he had already turned his head to stare at Dustin and Natasha. The smile on his face stiffened, and his emotions churned. He was shocked beyond belief. Could Du
"This is interesting." Dustin smirked as the dense barrage of swords came slashing down at him. In the blink of an eye, his figure dissolved into a wisp of smoke and vanished.A storm of sword shadows carrying the force that could split rivers and overturn seas crashed down on the fishing boat where he had just been standing. The entire vessel broke apart in an instant—some sinking into the depths while others drifted across the water."What? He dodged it?" Warrick's eyes flickered with surprise.Mulder's attack just now had been a 360-degree attack. Once caught in its range, there was no chance to dodge—only the option to endure. He couldn't understand how Dustin had managed to avoid it. Did he just teleport?"Hiding like a coward? What kind of warrior are you? Come fight me face-to-face."Frustrated after his attack missed again, Mulder grew desperate. His enhanced serum would only last for 15 minutes. If this dragged on, he'd collapse from exhaustion before Dustin even touche
"Oh? Are we going all out now?" Dustin smirked, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.Mulder, who had advanced to become a grandmaster martial artist through drugs, had a weak foundation. Even after taking the enhanced serum, he still posed no threat to Dustin. If Mulder were a hundred times stronger, he might just barely be able to fight Dustin.As the serum's effects pushed his body to the limit, Mulder suddenly let out a furious roar. His muscles swelled rapidly, and his bones cracked as they expanded. His body grew larger at an alarming rate, and his clothes tore apart under the strain.His six-foot frame stretched to nearly seven feet in mere moments as his body swelled to monstrous proportions. His face twisted fiercely, and his skin darkened as black scales surfaced.With another guttural growl, his roar turned beastlike. He grabbed his shredded shirt and ripped it away, exposing his broad chest covered in dark scales. A faint, eerie sheen flickered across their surface."D
Dustin's words made Mulder frown.Mulder knew all too well that Warrick was the kind of man who had no sense of loyalty or honor. If Warrick could kill his own personal guards without hesitation, what would stop him from killing a stranger? Mulder was certain that the moment things went south, Warrick would be the first to flee. Given the choice, he'd never willingly risk his life as Warrick's sacrificial pawn. But now, there was no turning back.With his undercover identity exposed and him helping Warrick escape, Mulder became a sworn enemy of West Lucozia. His name was now on the most-wanted list.Tonight was their best chance to escape. If they missed it, finding another way out would be nearly impossible.There was only one path left for him—kill whoever stood in his way and make it onto that escape boat."Enough talk, punk. Let's see what you're really made of," Mulder said.After weighing his options, he gritted his teeth and finally decided to draw his longsword. His fig
"You had your chance. Don't blame me for what happens next," Dustin said.With a slight squeeze of his fingers, the steel blades clamped between them shattered with a sharp clang.Before the two Hall of Gods members could even react, Dustin waved his hand.The two men were sent flying as if they'd been hit by a truck, hurtling over 30 feet through the air. Blood sprayed from their mouths and noses before they hit the ground. They were critically injured and on the verge of death.Dustin slowly turned his head and looked at the man who had just tried to ambush him.The man glanced at the broken sword in his hand, then at Dustin, who looked utterly unfazed. He hesitated for a split second—then bolted.With a powerful leap, he dove straight for the sea. He knew Dustin's strength was on a completely different level. There was no chance of outrunning him on land, so the only hope was to disappear into the water.It might have worked—if not for what happened next.Just before he hit
"You're not a fisherman? Who the hell are you?"Mulder's guard shot up the moment he got a clear look at the young man's face.Fishermen who spent their days at sea were usually tanned from the sun, but this one had a fair complexion. It felt a little strangeNoticing something was off, the men behind Mulder drew their blades and fixed their sharp gazes on the fisherman.The so-called fisherman standing guard wasn't just anyone—it was Dustin, who had been waiting for them all along.Since his plan was set in motion, he'd been stationed there from morning until midnight. After what felt like an eternity, his targets had finally arrived."Isn't it obvious? I'm here to capture you."Dustin rose from the deck and rolled his shoulders before speaking in an even tone. "If you don't want to die, surrender now. Otherwise, it'll be too late.""Watch out! It could be an ambush." Mulder swiftly pulled out his dagger. His sharp gaze scanned the surroundings for any sign of hidden troops.
As night fell, Warrick sat motionless in his room as he tried to calm his mind through meditation. He had always been able to clear his mind with ease. But tonight, no matter how hard he tried, focus eluded him. A restless unease settled over him and refused to let him relax.Nearly two hours passed before Mulder's scouts finally returned. This time, they brought good news.The smuggling route they had scouted was completely safe, with no signs of an ambush. The West Lucozia army had yet to discover this potential escape route.Once everything was confirmed, Mulder let out a breath of relief. Warrick, too, finally felt the weight lift from his chest."Since the route is safe, we should set out immediately to avoid any unexpected complications." Warrick said. He had no intention of waiting any longer. He was a wanted man, and every moment in West Lucozia increased his chances of capture. There was no telling when the army might surround him. Only by escaping to Thaloria would he
After a hearty meal, the burly Warrick sprawled lazily onto the bed and dozed off. He slept soundly till dusk, lost in a deep dream. When the sky was painted in brilliant hues of the setting sun, only then did he wake up leisurely.The exhaustion from the previous day seemed to have melted away. He felt invigorated, refreshed, and in high spirits.At that moment, Leigh had already set the table in the hall with quiet efficiency. Compared to the first meal, this spread was far more lavish.At the center of the table sat a whole roasted pig. Its golden-brown skin glistened with a rich, crispy sheen. The mouthwatering aroma filled the room, making it impossible not to crave a bite.Warrick had never been one for formalities. The moment he saw the feast, he didn't hesitate. He strode over, took a seat, and started digging in. He ate with zero restraint without sparing a single thought for Mulder, who was still out gathering intel.After a while, half of the roast pig was gone. His fac
"Who is it?" Warrick's grip tightened around the hilt of his steel blade. His eyes, sharp and alert, were like those of a startled predator—full of caution and menace.For the past few days, he had been on edge, like a cornered animal. He barely slept and was constantly on high alert, fearing danger would strike at any moment.The door slowly creaked open. An elderly man with gray hair stepped inside with a tray of fruit and pastries in both hands.Before he could even register what was happening, a flash of cold steel appeared, and Warrick's blade was at the elderly man's throat.The elderly man trembled with fear. The tray slipped from his grasp, and fruit and pastries scattered on the floor."Easy, Sir Prescott. He's one of us." Mulder stepped forward and pressed down on the flat of Warrick's blade with a finger. He smiled and explained, "His name's Leigh Houston. He's mute and has served the Hall of Gods for years. He keeps watch over this tunnel entrance and has never slipp
"Here's the problem—even if we know Warrick's intentions, how do we stop him?" Austin asked.Right now, Warrick had already disappeared without a trace. Austin's team hadn't even come close enough to get a hold of him, so there was no way to track him down.West Lucozia's vast territory and resources made it impossible to seal off every exit route completely. While it might be manageable in the short term, prolonging such an operation would significantly impact West Lucozia's economy. Wasting resources on a single fugitive wasn't a wise move."Warrick is a wanted man across the entire city. There's no way he's leaving through official channels. He'll have to sneak his way out," Dustin analyzed. He continued, "According to the maritime charts, if he's traveling from West Lucozia to Artea, he'll have to go through Thaloria. That's our lead. Get someone on it immediately—find out how many smuggling routes there are from West Lucozia to Thaloria.""Got it. I'll get it done right away