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My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness by Autumn Rain

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Chapter 102

Chapter 102

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 elités 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, Tm Gerald Black, the leader of Lord Barbenheim's Blackguards."

Ronald's face changed.

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Lord Barbenheim?

The leader of the Blackguards was definitely a powerful person. After all, Lord Barbenheim governed Grayvale

and had immense power.

Rivenesco belonged to Honora. Along with Uevale, they had a total of ten cities among them. The entire region

belonged to Grayvale, and Lord Barbenheim governed over the entire region. Since they were located far from

the capital, Lord Barbenheim was considered the ruler of Grayvale.

"Might | ask why you are here?" Ronald asked respectfully.

He was the leader of the criminal organizations here and must show respect to this man. Otherwise, Lord

Barbenheim could destroy the Serpentine Gang very easily.

Gerald shot a glance at Ronald. His gaze was icy.

"Lord Barbenheim's son was hurt in your territory. Why wouldn't | be here?"

"What?" Ronald was shocked, and he sweated profusely

This was bad!

"Please wait a moment. I'll have all members of the Serpentine Gang look into this!" he said in panic.

You don't have to," Dustin said icily.

“Lord Barbenheim's son is Alvin Williams, isn't he? He's dead.”

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The Williams family of Honora ruled over an entire area and was one of the most powerful families. Lord

Barbenheim, who was the true head of the family, was a foreigner. There were certain taboos for a foreigner to

becthe ruler of a region, so most people referred to his family as the Williams family instead of the

Barbenheim family.

Ronald's face turned ashen. Gerald glared at Dustin.

"How did he die?" he asked savagely.

"| killed him," Dustin said coolly.

Ronald looked like he was about to pass out.

The King of Hades had killed Lord Barbenheim's son in his territory.

He could not afford to offend either of them!

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Gerald's face turned murderous, but he did not attack Dustin.

"On the day Alvin left, he took a group of Blackguards with him. If you managed to kill him, that means you're no

ordinary fighter," he said icily. "I won't kill you just yet

Clang!

Gerald tossed two metal objects.

"These are Lord Barbenheim's electric shackles. All those who wear them will feel as if they are being pierced by

numerous needles. No matter how strong a fighter is, they won't be able to summon any strength Wear them on

your own," he said grimly. "Lord Barbenheim has already arrived at the Wyatt family. Wear them and cwith

"Lord Barbenheim is here?" Ronald was even more shocked.

He was the leader of the criminal organizations in the area, but he had not heard anything about this.

"You better cto apologize too!" Gerald said icily. "You let Alvin be killed in Rivenesco. It's about tfor the

Serpentine Gang to be disbanded!"

Ronald was filled with fear.

Dustin spared a glance at the electric shackles before he turned away.

"Since Lord Barbenheim is here, I'll naturally go meet him," he said and got up.