Chapter 320

It was noon. At the clubhouse of the Hummer’s residence, Edwin Hummer was struck on the head with a wine bottle. Blood trickled down his body, along with the merlot.

“Hummer! I was screwed because of you!” Tatum sat on the couch; his features contorted in anger. “Didn’t you say that Dustin Rhys was a nobody? Why was he that powerful? Did you lie to me on. purpose?”

At his mentor’s request, Tatum had shown up to avenge Joshua Hummer. In the beginning, he thought he could show off his talent, but he was badly defeated in the end. Not only that, his core was destroyed. He had all the reason to be mad.

“Sir Thunders, in my records, Dustin Rhys did not come from a remarkable background. It wasn’t wrong to describe him as a nobody. As for his actual abilities, I recall giving you a heads up, but you didn’t take it seriously,” Edwin murmured with his head hung low.

“Are you blaming me for being weak?” Tatum glowered at him. If he weren’t hurt, he would have taught Edwin a lesson.

“In my opinion, it is unnecessary to issue a public challenge to men like Dustin Rhys. You can use whatever means to get him killed,” Edwin further explained.

“Oh, are you fucking teaching me how to get things done now? Tatum’s expression darkened, his eyes gleaming with hostility.

“Of course not.” Edwin lowered his head.

“I have no time for you!” Tatum looked irritated. “Didn’t you get Substratumis from Dr. Linden Watkins? Give it to me now. I need it for my injuries”

injuries. It was rather effective in restoring one’s core. As long as the patient took it within 24 hours, they would stand a chance to regenerate their core. However, due to the preciousness of the ingredients, the

So, I can’t

of that precious pill. How could you have crushed it? Your son’s dead anyway, so you can’t use it on him. Who else except for me

am telling you the

up! If you don’t hand me the restorative pill today,

Thunders, I wonder how you are going to do

internal energy left,

Tatum was conceited.

from his back without warning. He pointed it at Tatum.

“How dare you point a gun at me, you son of a bitch. Do you know who I am? Put

a loud bang, the bullet shot Tatum in the forehead, leaving

trembling and his eyes wide-opened in disbelief. He’d never believe that Edwin would

Tatum’s body slumped heavily onto the floor, his eyes remaining

Sir Lincoln’s principal disciple. How

explain that? Edwin took out a handkerchief and calmly

Fletcher was panicking as he pictured the guildmaster of Boulderthorn, halfway to becoming a

one

How can we hide the fact?” Fletcher was drenched

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