The crew looked at each other in disbelief. Who was this guy? He had the audacity to call the director by his name and demand him to come out here… Horace was one of the most respected directors in Lovellia. It was said that he had an extraordinary background, and even the top figures would treat him with respect. How dare this brat order him about? Even Simone and Camille were startled. Horace Timm was no ordinary person. Was it not inappropriate to demand his presence in front of the whole crew? The woman sneered. “How arrogant! Do you even know who he is? How dare you demand that Mr. Timm appear here for you? Ha! You’ve clearly lost your mind if you don’t know your place!” she said with a sneer and a face full of mockery. “When Mr. Timm gets here, you’re done for!” “Who let this brat in? This is no place for you to mess around! Get lost!” shouted someone from the crew. “You hit Rachel Zahn! Do you know who her boyfriend is? You’re really asking for trouble!”
Horace was not interested in hearing her out. He walked up to Dustin. “Mr. Fox, I sincerely apologize. I was inside discussing production matters with a few of the producers and wasn’t aware of what was happening outside,” Horace said apologetically. “I assure you that this will never happen again!” When Horace said that, the place fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked shocked, the entire set fell silent. Was this really the rumored “Steely Director?” With his status and reputation, he did not even bother with the big shots of Central Harbor! But he was bowing and apologizing to an unknown brat! The whole crew was stunned. If the word got out, this would definitely make headlines tomorrow! Rachel’s eyes widened. Who exactly was this guy? Why was Mr. Timm so respectful toward him? Simone and Camille were also shocked. They thought that Horace accepted the offer of the film only because he somehow knew Dustin. It seemed he was somehow lower than Dustin.
After resolving the conflict within the crew, Horace personally apologized to Camille along with a few producers.“Miss Camille, it was my oversight that led to this farce. I sincerely apologize,” Horace said as he bowed to Camille. Camille looked panicked, and she quickly waved her hands. “No, no, it was my own fault for not handling my relationship with everyone well. How could it be your fault, Mr. Timm?” she stammered. He was a famous director. It was shocking that he was apologizing to her like this. She wondered what kind of power Dustin possessed to humble the “Steely Director” himself. This completely shattered her understanding of the world. The first day of filming The Legend of the Swordsman 4 ultimately ended with the entire crew being restructured. In the evening, Dustin and Simone took Camille to a food truck to cheer her up. “Dustin, Simone, I know I’m a newcomer, and I don’t have any experience, but I also want to seize this opportunity…” Camille said d
“Was it you who hurt my woman?” The yellow-haired guy held a baseball bat, lifted his foot, and stomped on the table. He glared at Dustin.“You’re eating tacos? Eat my foot!” He kicked the table, and the food spilled everywhere. “You dare to mess with my woman. Do you want to die? Do you even know who I am? I’m the newly appointed sixth leader of the Serpentine Gang! Do you know about the Serpentine Gang? The Serpentine Gang is the law in Rivenesco! No matter how impressive you are, you better learn to keep your head down!” The yellow-haired glared at Dustin arrogantly. Dustin did not even look at him. “Drake,” he said softly. Whoosh! Someone appeared beside him instantly. This shocked the yellow-haired guy and his men. Who was this person? How did he appear so suddenly like a ghost? There was something dangerous about him. For a moment, the yellow-haired guy’s bravado faltered. “Get them home safely,” Dustin said to Drake.“Yes, My Liege,” Drake said respectfully
Dustin remained seated. He took out his phone and made a call. “I’m at a food truck across the street outside the filming studio. Come now,” he said indifferently. “On? Still calling for help?” said the yellow-haired guy mockingly. “You think people can help you on the Serpentine Gang’s turf? It’s pointless!” “He’s just putting on a show!” Rachel snorted. “The sisters left. Fine! I don’t care. But you can’t let him go!” Rachel pointed at Dustin angrily.“Babe, tell me what you want me to do.” The yellow-haired guy pulled her close by the waist and planted a kiss on her cheek. Rachel stared at Dustin and smiled sinisterly. “I want his hands!” The yellow-haired guy laughed.“That’s my girl! You’re so bold! Don’t worry. Even if you can’t act anymore, I can still give you a good life. I’m Brantley, after all.” “You want his hands? No problem!” he said. Brantley looked at his two lackeys behind him, who had knives. “Didn’t you hear what the lady said? Do it!” The two m
Was this really happening? This could only mean that this was a powerful person that even their leader was scared of! Rachel’s face reflected utter shock. As she stared at Dustin, her mind went blank. Who was he? Horace treated him with so much respect, and Ronald was on his knees before him. Why had she never heard of Dustin Fox before in Lovellia’s entertainment industry? Dustin let go of the paper cup and spilled the cheap tea on the food that had fallen to the ground. Ronald trembled. “Do you want the Serpentine Gang to be destroyed?” Dustin asked icily. “N-No…” Ronald said in fear. “I rushed here right after I received your call to put a stop to this farce!” Then, he shouted, “Brantley, kneel!” Brantley was terrified, and he had no courage in him to fight anymore. He was about to kneel, but Dustin waved him off. “No need.” “Thank you, Mr. Fox!” Ronald was delighted. “I called you here for one reason only,” Dustin said icily. “We’re having a shoot here tom
Ronald was shocked. Someone was watching them from the dark? He was a sixth grade fighter, but he had not even noticed it. “The abandoned child of the Wyatt family, huh?” asked a cold voice from the dark. Then, a man in black stepped forward. He was a lean, middle-aged man who looked gentle. The moment he showed up, Ronald sensed that he was facing a powerful enemy. This man gave off a powerful aura, and he felt great pressure from it. ‘He’s definitely at least a ninth grade fighter!’ Ronald thought grimly. Ninth grade fighters stood at the top of the pyramid in Rivenesco. They were also considered elites in Lovellia. They could even open their own organizations. “Who are you?” Dustin’s face remained indifferent as he asked. The man sneered and said, “I’m Gerald Black, the leader of Lord Barbenheim’s Blackguards.” Ronald’s face changed. Lord Barbenheim? The leader of the Blackguards was definitely a powerful person. After all, Lord Barbenheim governed Grayvale
Gerald narrowed his eyes. His murderous intent grew stronger. “I told you to wear the shackles and head to the Wyatt family to apologize. Are you deaf?” Dustin turned around and stared at Gerald indifferently. The indifference in his eyes made it seem as if he was looking at a corpse. Gerald did not seem to have noticed it. He was angry at being ignored. He sounded very intimidating as he said, “Either you wear the shackles and apologize to Lord Barbenheim, in which case you will die, but your family will be spared, or I will go back with your head, and your family dies too!” Dustin just looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. He was just a ninth grade fighter. Did he think he was this powerful? Dustin ignored him and turned to leave. “Die!” Gerald’s rage erupted. He shot forward to kill Dustin. Dustin heard the whoosh of the wind, but he did not turn around. Gerald felt even more furious at being ignored this way. He aimed for Dustin’s head and threw a
She only began resenting Irene after that incident and targeted her relentlessly ever since.Little did she expect that, at the graduation ball, Aaron would propose to Irene in front of everyone with the Verdigris Emerald ring. This was madness!Irene’s face reflected discomfort as she was surrounded by chanting students. “Aaron, I’m sorry, but I can’t say yes,” she said helplessly. “Why not? Irene, I’ve liked you for four years! Isn’t that enough to prove my sincerity? I’m willing to sacrifice so much for you. Why won’t you say yes?” Aaron lifted his head, and his voice grew agitated. So many people were watching them. He had spent a fortune on the Verdigris Emerald from the Central Harbor Auction House. Irene’s rejection felt like a public humiliation to him. “Aaron, stop fixating on this. I simply don’t like you!” Irene had no choice but to be honest. Irene’s words struck Aaron like lightning. “Why? What’s wrong with me? Did you fall for someone else?” he asked an
The dance battle ended without any debate. The difference between the two sides was clearly visible to all. As Dustin and Irene finished their stunning performance, many in the crowd turned their attention toward Phoebe. Irene had won, so it was her turn to fulfill the bet. She had to get on the floor and oink like a big. “Phoebe is the daughter of the most prestigious family in Lannopolis. For her to kneel on the ground and squeal like a pig? It’ll be the headline in the local paper tomorrow, and the Chandler family’s reputation will be in ruins!” someone muttered. “The heiress of the Chandler family forced to squeal like a pig after losing in a dance-off? By noon, Lannopolis Elite College will be abuzz with gossip. How will Phoebe ever show her face here again?” Amid the murmurs, Phoebe’s face soured, as if she had just swallowed a fly. How could she possibly stoop so low? “You’ve won. What happens next is up to you,” Dustin said to Irene. Irene looked at Phoe
The contrast between the two pairs on the dance floor could not be more striking. On Phoebe’s side, their dance was lively and graceful, and each movement showed elegance and versatility, which earned enthusiastic applause from the surrounding students. In stark comparison, Dustin and Irene’s performance was stiff and riddled with mistakes. Irene nearly twisted her ankle several times. “Is there even a comparison? This is just pathetic!” said Phoebe with a scoff. Her confidence soared as she saw victory within reach. Irene’s frustration grew with every misstep, and her anxiety was evident in her increasingly unsteady movements. “Let me lead,” Dustin suddenly said in a calm yet firm voice. Before Irene could respond, he had taken the lead. He tightened his grip ever so slightly and took control of their movements. In that instant, everything changed. Their dance transformed, like a machine that had just been oiled. It was seamless, breathtaking, and utterly mesmeri
“Drape a stone in silk and jewels, and it still won’t become a gem,” Dustin said indifferently. As soon as he said that, Phoebe’s face darkened. Everyone could tell the remark was a jab at her. “Who do you think you are? How dare you show up here? This isn’t a place for the likes of you. Someone, get him out of here!” she ordered coldly. Her lackeys leaped into action and stormed toward Dustin in menace. Dustin remained unfazed but waved his hand abruptly. “Ah—!” Thud! Thud! Thud! The lackeys were thrown back like rag dolls and rolled across the ground in a heap. Their faces were bruised and battered. The spectacle stunned the students at the ball. “Looks like Irene’s date is quite something,” someone murmured. “A bunch of fools!” Phoebe spat angrily. Dustin turned to Irene. “Sorry for the delay. I had something urgent to take care of.” “It’s okay. You’re here now. That’s all that matters,” Irene said and shook her head. She turned to look at Pho
“Still acting tough? Refusing to admit defeat until you hit rock bottom, huh?” Phoebe sneered. “Don’t forget our little bet—if your so-called ‘perfect date’ doesn’t show up or fails to impress, you’ll have to get on the floor and squeal like a pig!” Irene’s face turned ashen. She regretted her impulsiveness and bitterly cursed herself for agreeing to such an absurd and humiliating wager. If Dustin did not come, she would be forced to crawl on the ground and oink in front of everyone... That would be utterly disgraceful. Her reputation would be ruined forever. “He will come!” Irene said firmly. “Alright then. Let’s wait until 7:30 p.m. Get ready to become a sow,” said Phoebe in disdain and smirked. Time ticked away at an agonizing pace. Irene’s heart was racing, and anxiety gnawed at her insides. Still, she maintained a facade of composure and refused to let her unease show. Phoebe and her friends, on the other hand, continued their relentless stream of taunts a
“Keep an eye on her every move and report back to me immediately,” Dustin ordered one of the Hell Guards as they exited the alley. Although he had given Bianca three days, he was not going to wait around. Someone as arrogant as Bianca would only grow more insolent under direct threats. His ultimatum was a deliberate trap. It was paired with round-the-clock surveillance to ensure she led them straight to his father’s remains. After issuing his orders, Dustin returned to the West family villa. Recently, the West family had been rising to prominence with his support. Most members were now preoccupied with various affairs, and the villa was quieter during the day. “Master Fox…” Irene stood by a pillar and called out to him softly. She was still struggling to address him like that. The young man she had once recruited from a bar had now become “Master Fox” to the West family. Lucius wanted everyone in the family to show Dustin the utmost respect. This left Irene feeling awkwa
There was the Zimmer family and the Panther Gang... “He must have some secrets. Dig up everything there is about him!” Bianca said coldly. “I want all his secrets exposed. Every last one of them! Only then will I be able to deal with him!” “Yes, understood,” Michael said and nodded. “Off you go.” Bianca waved him off impatiently. She was ready to return to her hotel and rest. Her trip to the Cain family villa today had been a waste of time. It left her exhausted both mentally and physically. “Leaving so soon, Miss Bianca?” A languid voice suddenly echoed from the alley’s entrance. Bianca stiffened and turned in the direction of the voice. The dim light at the entrance made it hard to see who it really was. “Who are you?” Michael shouted. When the person stepped closer, Bianca finally saw who it was. “Dustin!” she spat the name out in disgust as her face darkened. It was none other than Dustin, who she thought had left. Michael immediately stepped forward to s
There was an underground domain in Lannopolis, which was also a secret stronghold of the Divine Hall. It was fortified with impenetrable security. Metal Mask entered with a steady pace. Everywhere he passed, the people bowed deeply and greeted him. “Sir, you’ve returned! Did you capture Lucas’s only student?” asked the elite assassin of the Divine Hall, codenamed Ace, who stepped forward and bowed. In his mind, the Master of the Order was unmatched in strength, which meant he would absolutely succeed in subduing the Fox family’s heir. Metal Mask glanced at him. He then suddenly coughed up blood and swayed unsteadily. Ace was shocked. He rushed to support him and helped him to his seat. “Sir, what happened? How were you injured?” he asked in disbelief. He had never seen Metal Mask this hurt before. No one in Honora was capable of wounding him. “I underestimated him,” Metal Mask said gravely. “The Fox family’s heir has surpassed the sovereign grade. He’s already a Martial S
Victor’s hesitation was painfully obvious. He did not dare fight Dustin. The thought of tarnishing his hard-earned reputation or, even worse, losing his life to Dustin, was enough to sap any courage he might have had. He was leaving himself an easy way out. All Dustin needed to do was offer a plausible explanation, and Victor would latch onto it as an excuse. “Why did I kill the Aquila family?” Dustin sneered with a cold face. “The Aquila family was once an underling of the Fox family. They betrayed us and colluded with traitors. They were involved in the slaughter of my entire family. Now, I’ve returned for revenge. An eye for an eye… Does anyone have a problem with that?” At Dustin’s words, the crowd exchanged surprised glances. The Fox family… Was he referring to the Fox family from Grayvale over twenty years ago? No one had expected that there was a survivor from that family… Victor’s face grew serious. The massacre of the Fox family was a complicated affair. An