Chapter: 1317

Some even unsheathed their swords, poised for imminent action.

"Young man! Are you aware of the gravity of your words?"

Edith’s countenance darkened.

Had it not been for the Jade Girl Sutra’s importance, the words spoken just now might have incurred a capital punishment.

"Your lot speaks like a gust of wind, uncaring for dignity. Your words, why should they concern me?" Dustin retorted with a sneer.

"Young man! My patience has its limits. Surrender the Jade Girl Scripture forthwith, and your life may be spared!" Edith’s patience waned.

"I shall never surrender the Jade Girl Sutra to you. Furthermore, I intend to break your senior disciple’s leg right before your eyes!" Dustin’s tone held a dominance that brooked no resistance.

She had shown restraint at every turn, but with persistence of provocation, she now had little recourse but to employ force.

"Do you hold the capability? Do you dare?" Edith’s disbelief was evident.

"Indeed! And you? What standing do you possess to act so audaciously?" Brittany Cloude retorted.

With her Master’s support, she was now fearless.

"Cornilius, fracture both of her legs."

Dustin eschewed further discourse, issuing her directive outright.

"Certainly!"

Cornilius grinned maliciously, lunging forward with sudden swiftness.

His patience had long worn thin.

This band of insubordinate women had not only repaid kindness with trouble, but now openly defied Master Dustin, entertaining notions of brute acquisition.

A stern lesson was imperative to curb their delusions of grandeur.

"Inviting death!"

Upon Cornilius’s action, Edith’s gaze chilled; she advanced in a rapid stride, delivering a palm strike.

Swiftly, a gale arose, billowing dust and debris.

"Excellent!"

Cornilius displayed no fear, a single-handed punch poised to meet Edith’s advance head-on.

A resounding crash resided in their collision.

Cornilius staggered back a dozen paces, blood roiling and arms tingling from the impact.