Chapter 1137 The Best Fighter

Amidst the chaos, one person was sitting calmly as if all the commotion had nothing to do with him.

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Sipping his tea, he remained composed amid the turmoil as if perched on a distant mountain peak, observing the ebb and flow of clouds, undisturbed by the surging waves below.

The attendant by his side hesitated for a moment, then couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Robin, are you really not going to intervene?”

Robin toyed with the teacup and was on the verge of saying “No” when he looked up and met Baxter’s malevolent

gaze.

Seeing that the latter was about to strike Neera, he sighed in resignation. Casually setting down his teacup, he was ready to step in and intervene.

Yet, at that moment, a figure appeared in the chaotic crowd, as silent and sudden as a ghost.

In a swift, almost ethereal move, the figure darted toward Baxter and seized his wrist with an effortless flick.

Baxter hesitated for a moment. Before he could discern the identity of the mysterious figure, a sharp pain

the person had sent him

bolt of lightning, Baxter spat out a mouthful of blood and was propelled through the air. He collided with the tables and chairs behind

filled with grace, delicately pierced the

gaze shifted from the crumpled form of Baxter to

widened in disbelief, their pupils contracting as if confronted by a ghost, and they froze in

still pounding with fear. As she gradually regained her senses,

that gave him an air of gentleness, yet his eyes held a mischievous glint. If he were to smile, it would

who this person was, where he

had been crushed, and he coughed up blood in

was filled

the deputy lord of Lordsworth Estate, Tiago!” he stammered.

was shocked to the core,

wrist and pulling her behind him protectively. Nonetheless, his demeanor

made their way over

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