As time passed, the crowd gathered around at the entrance of Zephyr Lodge grew.The crowd was dense, with tens of thousands of people. Those who were involved, and even those who weren't involved, were there.Some were there to condemn Dustin, while others just to watch the show unfold. Some were even there to enjoy Dustin's misfortune.Most of them knew that if Dustin made it out of this in one piece, he'd have a bright future.If he didn't, they would witness the fall of a genius today."We know you're in there, Dustin! Your seven days are up! Come out and face your death!" the Hill family shouted.The gates of Zephyr Lodge creaked open as Dustin led several of his men out."Wow. What a crowd we have here today. How exciting."Dustin glanced around and saw many familiar faces."Stop playing the fool! You murdered my grandfather! Today is the day you pay for it with your life!" Torben shouted angrily."That's right! Sir Reeds had been generous enough to let you live for anot

A deathly silence came over the crowd as Autumn's head fell to the ground.All the shouts and clamors died down.Ronald and Conrad were shocked.The Hill family, Jade Maiden Sisterhood, Boulderthorn, the Zen Order, the Combat Priests, the Soul Reapers, and all the martial artists present were shocked.Everyone gaped in disbelief.No one had expected Dustin to be so cruel. He had cut Autumn's head off in front of the entire Hill family, the Balerno and Glenstead martial alliances, and all the sects.Without any reason or explanation, he killed him like one would slaughter an animal.Then, an uproar broke out."How dare you kill someone so openly, Dustin? You cocky bastard!""He killed him to silence him! That's what he's doing!""He has no conscience! Someone like him needs to be killed!""Kill him! Avenge Sir Paul! Return the Hill family their honor!"The crowd stomped their feet and cursed at him.He was already guilty of murder, and now he'd committed another! They would

"What? Spring Hill?"Everyone was shocked by Dustin's words. All eyes rested on the Hills."No way! Spring has always been a righteous and generous person. How could he have anything to do with this?""I don't believe you too. Spring is known to be a gentleman. Everyone only talks about how good he is.""Was he mistaken?"A heated discussion broke out among the crowd.Spring had the best reputation among the Hill brethren. He was always helpful to others. Even beggars who approached him were treated with respect. There was no doubt about his character.Spring was taken aback but quickly recovered. He roared, "What nonsense! There's no bad blood between us, Dustin."Why are you making false accusations against me?""False accusations?" Dustin scoffed. "You know better than anyone else whether those accusations are true. Autumn was just impulsive. He has the nerve but not the brains. He is incapable of planning Sir Paul's assassination and framing me for it!"Autumn's actions

Spring's legs went weak, and he sat on the ground after letting out all his pent-up thoughts.His face was twisted with many negative emotions: anger, hatred, jealousy, craze, and spite.He could not understand why things turned out the way they did. He had come up with a perfect plan. There should have been no mistake.All he had to do was kill Paul, and he could take over his position. He would then be in control and have ultimate authority.Yet, things did not go according to his plan. All his carefully planned schemes burst like bubbles.He had only two possible outcomes when he decided to aim for his father's position. He could reach his goal and be respected by all, or he would fail and fall into disgrace.Unfortunately, he failed.Paul hadn't died, and all his plans and schemes were wasted. But he refused to accept the outcome!Just one step. One more step was all it took for him to get a taste of success. Why?"I never thought that Spring would be the one behind all

Dustin lay unconscious on his bed in Zephyr Lodge. His brows were furrowed, and his face was ghostly pale.A war raged on within him as the toxins and his true energy battled with each other relentlessly.From time to time, black blood would trickle out of his nose and mouth.Dr. Watkins sat by his bedside as he carefully performed acupuncture on him. His brows were furrowed in concentration as he tried to get the poison out of him.Cornelius, Azalea, Abigail, and the rest were worried as they stood waiting by the side.Dustin was not even cleared of Septemortis yet, and now another unknown poison was added to the mix. The situation was terrible.Ronald led those from the Balerno martial arts alliance to search for Conrad, who seemed to have disappeared. They still had no news of him yet.Now, all their hopes lay with Dr. Watkins to bring Dustin back from the brink of death.As time passed, sweat began forming on Dr. Watkin's forehead. He was breathing raggedly.As the needles