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.

off guard by the sudden intervention, Baxter hesitated for a moment. Before he could discern the identity of the mysterious figure, a sharp pain

out that the person had sent him flying with a casual flick of their

of blood and was propelled through the air. He collided with the tables and

everyone stood there in stunned silence, a gentle voice, filled with grace,

the crumpled form of Baxter

person’s face, the crowd collectively gasped. Their eyes widened in disbelief, their pupils contracting as if confronted by a ghost,

she gradually regained her senses, she realized that the person who had saved her

his eyes held a

only concern was who this person was, where he had come from, and why

his organs had been crushed, and he

he was filled with shock and

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Everyone was shocked to the core, and

Neera’s wrist and pulling her

made their way over with a solemn look on their

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