Chapter 151
"You West family members are truly naive," Samuel sneered, his face hardening. "Doesn't matter. I'll kill this arrogant boy before you, then your entire family!"
Samuel attacked. The Five Venoms Sect, a notorious cult with unusual and formidable fighting skills, was his backing. He conjured illusions, terrifying the West family with his malevolent aura.
How could an eighth-grade fighter like Dustin possibly contend with this? Irene watched, her worry palpable.
Dustin remained unmoved, unaffected by Samuel's illusions. He saw through them effortlessly.
With blinding speed, Samuel lunged, murderous intent etched on his face. He struck at Dustin's face—the same powerful, poisonous move that had felled Lucius.
Connor started to warn Dustin, but before he could, power surged from Dustin, then vanished as quickly as it appeared. Samuel's eyes widened in terror, his body stiffening, his pupils shrinking. He crashed to the ground, eyes still open, seconds after Dustin moved.
The West family finally returned to reality. "Samuel… is dead?" Shock and disbelief rippled through them. No one had seen what happened.
Dustin calmly sat, picked up a steaming teacup, and sipped. Seeing their stunned faces, he frowned. "What are you all standing there for? Remove the body," he said impatiently.
His voice sent a chill down their spines. They exchanged nervous glances. Connor hesitated before kneeling to check Samuel. He sprang up in shock.
"Samuel Manson, the Terminator, is dead…" he whispered.
The West family recoiled. Samuel, a ninth-grade fighter and elite member of the Five Venoms Sect, was a force to be reckoned with—feared everywhere. His death was unthinkable.
[The following paragraph is largely unintelligible and needs more context to be corrected effectively. It appears to discuss the family's desperation and reliance on Dustin.]
The West family's hearts pounded. How powerful was Dustin? Who was he?
The family quickly confirmed Samuel's death and erupted in cheers.
"Mr. Fox, your skill is incredible!" someone exclaimed. "Such mastery at your age is unparalleled in Lovellia!"
Connor, regaining his composure, quickly had Samuel's body removed. Irene breathed a sigh of relief. Her grandfather was safe, the forced marriage averted. She looked at Dustin, a flicker of interest igniting within her.