The Nicholsons stared at the three gold–tier assassins before shirting their gazes at the expressionless Dustin with great alarm. No one had anticipated Dustin to be so powerful. If they had not witnessed the scene with their eyes, they would have laughed at the idea of a good–for- nothing person being talented in martial arts.

“Is there something wrong with my eyes? When did the trash become a hero?” James widened his eyes in disbelief. His impression of Dustin was that he was a kept man who only learned a few useless martial arts tricks that were no match for the top assassins. However, Dustin’s performance shattered James‘ preconception. He was shocked to learn that his ex–brother–in–law was a martial arts expert.

“Heavens! Is that really Dustin?” Florence was equally astonished. Even though she was clueless about the gold–tier assassins from the Bounty League, she was aware of the capabilities of Tarragon and Cougar. Logically, Dustin beat Hillcrest in terms of expertise, which would place him levels above Tarragon and Cougar.