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THE KIRRIN RHYS

Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys had been married for three years. After Dahlia’s meteoric rise to success, she abandons the useless dead weight that’s Dustin, proposing divorce. Unbeknownst to her, everything she had ever achieved was only because of him. An Understated Dominance

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Chapter 477

Secing Cobalt and Flint stride in, shivers ran down Terrence's spine. "Ju

st who is this bastard? How did he manage to get the Sander father–

son duo here?!"

These two were renowned top dogs in the martial world. Either one of them

could take on a hundred

opponents at once. They rarely showed up for anyone; it was definitely no

easy feat to have invited these two to a light.

"Terrence, who is the Sander father–

son duo? Are they very powerful?" Julie asked from the side.

"Powerful? To the average person, these two are monsters! Especially the

one named Cobalt–

he's an absolutely terrifying freak. He kills like it's nothing. Countles

s people have died by their hands!" Terence said solemnly.

As one of the backbone members of the Brooks Corporation, he naturally kn

ew a thing or two about the martial world.

"What? They're that scary?!" Julie shrunk behind Terrence.

Although Florence and the others didn't say anything, they maintained the

ir distance, afraid that they might end up as collateral damage. They

had no understanding of the world of martial arts, but from the aura that

the Sanders radiated, they were clearly not good people.

They couldn't get on the bad side of people like them, no matter what!

"Punk, if you cross the Sander father–

son duo, you're done for!" After the shock wore off. Terrence couldn't he

lp but laugh at Dustin's fate.

Because of Dustin, he got beaten up for nothing, so he was mad. Not to me

ntion, Dustin had stolen his thunder, which caused resentment to build wi

thin him. Now that Dustin was down on his luck, he almost couldn't stop h

imself from clapping and cheering.

"You bastard, no matter how good you are at fighting, you're nothing in f

ront of the Sander father–son duo." Duncan said mockingly.

"Are they very strong?" Dustin asked.

"What? You've never heard of the Sander father–

son duo?" Duncan lifted a brow and added, "Fine. I'll give you a grand in

troduction today. You're going to lose so badly that you have no choice b

ut to admit their superiority! The younger one is Flint, ranked thirteen

on the Hundred Immortals. His father, Cobalt, is even more impressive. He

's now ranked second on the Hundred Immortals! Do you know what that mean

s? Unless a divine–

level martial arts expert appears, he's unmatched! No matter how strong y

ou are, you're nothing in front of number two of the Hundred Immortals. Y

ou won't even last a second!"

After listening to all that, Dustan remained unaffected. He grunted nonco

mmittally and asked, "And?"

"And?" Duncan sneered. "Punk, you're truly fearless! It's expected for a

small–

town bumpkin to be so ignorant. But no worries. You'll learn in a moment

how strong the Sander father–son duo is!"

"Really?" Dustin smiled lightly. "I do want to broaden my horizons."

"Very well! I'll grant you your wish!" Duncan regarded Dustin like he

was on his deathbed. Then, he said

to Cobalt, "Master Sander, I'll leave this bastard in your hands. Don't k

ill him yet; leave him alive for me to play

with."

"Flint, go and meet him." Cobalt

wore a cool expression, standing there with his hands behind his back. He

had no intention of moving a muscle.

Naturally, the second–

ranked of the Hundred Immortals had a matching ego. If he fought anyone a

nd everyone. then he'd be devaluing himself.

In truth, he had zero interest in joining a battle of this level. However

, he owed the Doyle family a favor, so he had to show up.

"I can solve any problem as long as I'm paid. Don't blame me when I cripp

le you later," Flint said, slowly approaching

Dustin with blazing eyes. His muscular body was absolutely threatening.

"And I'll say the same thing to you," Dustin said.

"Great! I hope you'll still be so mouthy later!" Flint smiled coldly. He

tapped his foot lightly, and his entire figure

shot into the air like an arrow leaving the bow.

As he got closer to Dustin, he drew his fist back before aiming it toward

his abdomen. This punch carried a

few tons of force: even a cow would be blown to smithereens, much less a

human being.

Dustin didn't attempt to dodge this blow. Instead, he answered it with hi

s own list.