An Understated Dominance

Chapter 1213: Gift In A Bottle

“Boy, how are you holding up? I arrived just in time, didn’t I?” The tipsy wanderer inquired.

As they made their way back to their vehicle, the drunkard sat cross-legged, happily sipping wine from a bottle.

Dustin shrugged. “If you hadn’t shown up, they are all dead for sure.”

“Are you kidding me?” the drunkard chided, scrutinizing Dustin from head to toe. He smirked and continued, “You used the Rhys family’s secret technique to forcibly break through your limits. Now that the time limit is up, you’re about to face the backlash. If I hadn’t appeared, you might have been in serious trouble already.”

Indeed, the Rhys family’s secret technique could elevate one’s power, but it came at a significant cost. It drained one’s vitality and left the user severely weakened afterward. At this moment, if an enemy took advantage of Dustin’s weakened state, he could be in grave danger.

“Old man, you’ve got a keen eye,” Dustin admitted with a smile. He no longer concealed it and removed the silver needle from the back of his head.

Instantly, it felt as if all the energy and vitality had been drained from his body. His once-powerful aura had plummeted, leaving him weak and feeble. His complexion turned pale, his eyes bloodshot, and his limbs felt sore and weak, as if he had been completely drained of energy.

mentioned, the Rhys family’s secret technique could temporarily boost one’s strength, but it came with severe side effects. If it weren’t for

of wine to revitalize yourself,” the drunkard offered, handing over the

coursed down his throat, igniting a fiery warmth that provided some relief to his weakened

the wine

said, reclining lazily in his seat. “I have an old friend who’s run into a bit of trouble. I’ll need to leave for a

Where are you

“Stonia,” Gregory replied simply.

furrowed his brow. “Old man, with your popular identity, going to that place could spell trouble. Even though the events from ten years ago were resolved, old enemies may

been afraid of

do you plan

I’m departing

“So hastily?” Dustin questioned.

at stake. There’s no time to waste,” the

a small bottle from his bag and handed it to Dustin. “Tomorrow is your birthday. Well, consider this my birthday