Chapter 528

The brawl finally ended ten minutes later.

Although dozens of Flame Dragon Gang disciples were injured in the

process, they managed to completely annihilate the Grants' elite men.

"Sir, I did not fail you. I have eliminated all these pests!" Nelson

and his men rushed toward Dustin eagerly.

"Well done. It must have been tiring." Dustin nodded.

"Not at all. It's our honor to serve you!" Nelson responded with a

grin.

"Clean this place up. Don't leave any evidence behind." Dustin

ordered.

"Yes, Sir!"

"Boys, it's time to clean up!" Nelson hollered at his men, and they

immediately got to work.

"I didn't know you were the Flame Dragon Gang's leader." Natasha's

surprised expression quickly turned into a frown. "Still, even with the

gang's help, we can't win against the Grants. We're in real trouble this

time."

"The Grants might be powerful, but that doesn't mean they can't do

whatever they please. There's always someone more powerful than them,"

Dustin replied nonchalantly.

"As if it'd be that easy. In the Southern province, the only two

families who have a chance of winning against the Grants are the Murray

family and the Hill family." Natasha sighed. "You were too reckless this

time, Dustin. Killing Jayla was a terrible move!"

"They wouldn't have let me live anyway, so I might as well get rid of

them first." Dustin seemed unbothered. Since they already had their eyes

on him, he might as well make it worthwhile.

"But…" Natasha didn't know what to say.

"Let's forget about this. We should focus more on your injury. Let's

go and treat it." Dustin gathered her into his arms and walked outside.

His needle might have stopped the bleeding, but medication was necessary

to prevent her lacerations from scarring.

"Hold it right there!" Jacob shouted. "Do you think you can just

leave after getting into such a huge mess?"

"Don't worry. I'll take responsibility for my actions," Dustin

responded before walking out.

"Follow him. Don't let him escape." Jacob ordered two of his men.

"Yes, Sir!" The two men answered in unison and went after Dustin and

Natasha.

There was no way the Grants would take this matter lightly. If Dustin

were to run away now, the Grants might shift their target to the Harmon

family instead, so they had to make sure to keep a close eye on him.

"Lord Horst, quite a few of our men died today. What a loss."

Nelson's men grumbled softly.

"Of course, it isn't a loss! Men are supposed to be wild like this!"

Nelson thumped his chest proudly. "I'm sure today's battle showed Sir

Rhys just how strong we are and improved our image!"

Just then, one of his men rushed over in panic. "Bad news, Lord

Horst! We're in trouble!"

"What's all the fuss about? You act as though it's something I can't

handle." Nelson huffed, judging that his men must still lack experience

given how easy it was to scare them.

When will they ever grow up?

"Look at this, Sir!' The other man shakily held out a badge.

"It looks familiar." Nelson was puzzled.

"Of course it is! It belongs to the Grants!" His subordinate wailed.

"The Grants? What do you mean?" Nelson was still confused.

The subordinate delivered the shocking news. "The men we just killed

were the Grants' elites!"

"What?! The Grants?" Nelson exclaimed, wide-eyed. "A-are you

serious?"

"I would never joke about something like this. Just look at the

badge!" His subordinate whimpered. "Sir, you'll have to take care of this

mess now."

"Take care of it? Yeah, right. I'm just dead meat now." Nelson fell

to the floor dejectedly. He would soon disappear from the face of the

earth.