Chapter 1327: A Bunch of Useless Attacker When Dustin walked out of the Emperor’s Pavilion, he quickly noticed
some unfriendly glances. With a quick glance around, he realized that at least two factions had their eyes on him. It
seemed that Hazel was right; even though the Beauty Portrait was a treasure, it could also attract a lot of trouble.
The innocent bear the sins of the guilty. Ordinary people, even if they obtained such a treasure, wouldn’t be able to
keep it. Fortunately, Dustin was not an ordinary person. “Daring to have designs on me, let’s see if you have the
ability.” Dustin coldly snorted and then casually walked toward a secluded area. The two factions discreetly followed
him, one on the left and one on the right. After walking for about ten minutes, Dustin carried the Beauty Portrait
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand turned into a rarely visited old alley. “A perfect opportunity! Follow him quickly!” Over a dozen black-clad
individuals, carrying knives, chased after Dustin into the old alley. Upon entering, they all froze. Because they
discovered it was a dead end. And the Dustin who had just entered mysteriously disappeared! “What’s going on?
Where did that kid go?” “Weird, I clearly saw him come in, why did he suddenly vanish?” “Damn! Could it be a
ghost?” A group of black-clad individuals exchanged puzzled looks, filled with doubt. How could someone just
disappear out of nowhere? “Are you looking for me?” A cold voice suddenly sounded behind them. Everyone
jumped and quickly turned around, only to find that, somehow, Dustin had already appeared at the mouth of the
alley. “You…weren’t you in front of us? How did you end up behind us?” one of the black-clad individuals exclaimed
in surprise. At this moment, the sky had grown dark, and the moonlight flowed like water. Dustin tilted his head
slightly, half of his face concealed in the darkness, emanating an icy aura from head to toe. This added an even
more eerie and terrifying atmosphere to the already ominous situation. “You’ve been following me for so long, what
exactly do you want?” Dustin asked coldly. “So, you’ve already noticed. Impressive,” the leader of the black-clad
individuals took a step forward and demanded, “Kid, save your breath! Money can buy silence. If you don’t want to
die, hand over what you’re holding!” “The item is right here. If you have the guts, come and take it,” Dustin placed
the box containing the Beauty Portrait gently on the ground and gestured with his hand. “Hmph! We don’t toast to
people, only force them to drink! Attack together!” The lead black-clad individual shouted, and immediately his
comrades rushed forward. Dustin gave a cold smile, took a step, and turned into a streak of black light, directly
crashing into the midst of the group. A series of agonized screams followed as all the black-clad individuals were
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsent flying into the air and then crashed heavily to the ground. For a moment, they were sprawled on the ground,
groaning in pain. “Tell me, who sent you?” Dustin grabbed the throat of the leader and lifted him up forcibly. “I… I
don’t know… we were just doing it for money,” the leader stammered in fear, his body trembling. They had thought
it was just a routine job, never expecting their target to be so formidable. With just one glance, he had defeated
them all. It was terrifying! “Don’t know? Or not willing to say?” Dustin slowly applied pressure with his fingers. The
leader felt his breath catch, his face turning red, veins bulging on his neck, and his hands and feet frantically
struggling. “I really… really don’t know. We have rules, we never inquire about the origin of our employer,” the
leader gasped out in agony. “Useless!” Dustin muttered in disdain. Dustin lost interest and, with a flick of his hand,
slammed the leader against the wall, rendering him unconscious. These people only knew basic fighting skills and
couldn’t even be considered martial artists.