An Understated Dominance

Chapter 253

Suddenly, she clapped. Right on cue, a group of domineering martial artists clad in all–black gear strode in proudly.

Taking the lead was a woman with short hair. She had striking features that gave her a cool look. Because of her tight–fitting outfit, her figure appeared exceptionally curvaceous and left an impact.

Jennifer said impassively. “This is Isfrid. She leads team five of the Harmon family’s shadow guards and is highly skilled, Bring her team with you so you have each other’s backs.”

“Mrs. Harmon, forgive me for my bluntness, but our team is enough to ensure Ms. Harmon’s safety. Why do we need to involve outsiders?” Istrid gave Dustin a contemptuous once over. “Team five is well trained, and our teamwork is unparalleled. Having our members are more than enough to save Ms. Harmon. We can’t afford to bring along baggage since it will make the operation riskier. I hope you will reconsider, Mrs. Harmon.”

“Dustin is a good fighter, and the Hummer family asked for him personally. He has to be there,” she replied frankly.

“If that is the case, please have him listen to our orders and not get in our way, lest it affects our operation,” Istrid said unfeelingly.

An exceptional fighter, she was extremely confident in her abilities. Her team always worked in the shadows. but her skills were comparable to the highly skilled martial artists of The Hundred Immortals.

“Suit yourselves. I only have one demand–bring my daughter back to me alive,” she ordered solemnly.

“Yes, Mrs. Harmon.” Isfrid bowed before leaving arrogantly with her team behind her.

“Mr. Rhys, be careful. The Hummers have a highly skilled martial artist among them. He’s possibly achieved divinity,” Stephan warned Dustin.

“Achieved divinity? They’re mere ants to me.” With that, he left.

Night gradually fell.

Meanwhile, in the square outside Hummer Villa, a group of armored fighters sat around a bonfire, roasting a

whole lamb. Beside them was a dog cage, and inside the cage was a ragged woman. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered in injuries. It was clear that she had been tortured.

There was even a collar around her neck, which was attached to a dog leash held by an elderly man. That man

was Fletcher Lawson.

like he’s too scared

man smirked.

would send themselves to death? That punk has long fled!” Everyone chimed in, laughing heartily. Who would barge

the cage is exceptional. Why don’t you allow us to enjoy

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with an evil

too long. How can we

the first time they’d engaged in

but keep

The bald man chuckled, then approached the cage eagerly.

a beauty! Just as

flicker of light sliced through the air with a faint whistle. Emerging

eyes widened as he convulsed. Soon, he turned stiff. He was rooted in place with no

breath.

are you dawdling for? If you can’t do

us waiting for our turn.

noticed anything strange. They were rushing

to you. Are you

his shoulder. Immediately, like a statue that had lost its balance, the bald

muscular man was shocked and extended out

sliced through the air and embedded straight between his brows. Falling to the ground

other in dismay. They only reacted when they

between the victims‘ eyebrows.

the shouts, the fighters took out their swords, looking

all directions.

fuck

out if you dare! You’re

The crowd roared incessantly.

then, a sudden, powerful gust of wind whipped through

tall, slender figure walked into