My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



After all, it was shameful to admit that a younger person had injured him. It made much more sense that he had been beaten by Joseph.

In contrast, people would even praise him for his abilities. It was an achievement to be hurt this lightly if someone as powerful as Joseph had landed a hit on him.

"Damn! How could that punk be this lucky? I really don't know what the Dragon Supreme sees in him," Timothy clenched his fists as he said resentfully.

They had failed to attack Dustin and Tyler. It was possible that Timothy might lose to Tyler in the semi-finals tomorrow.

"We, the members of the Grayvale branch of the Martial League, are here on the Superintendent's orders to capture some criminals!" came an announcement from outside.

"Bring them in quickly," said a higher-up of the Lotus Sect.

Soon, the members of the Grayvale branch of the Martial League walked over.

The person leading the group was the head of the branch, Zion Larson.

After receiving notice of Anson's command, he had personally gathered his men and rushed over to the Lotus Sect.

However, Anson had never said who he was aiming to apprehend.

When he arrived and saw Dustin, Zion nodded at him but did not move forward to greet him.

That was because Dustin did not like the attention and had long ago ordered Zion to pretend not to know him when there were other people around. “Superintendent, I am Zion Larson, leader of the Grayvale branch of the Martial League! Your word is my command!" Zion said and bowed to Anson. "Zion, is it? Arrest these two immediately! They are prime level criminals of the Martial League!" Timothy stepped forward and shouted as he pointed at Dustin and Tyler. His tone was commanding.

Zion froze.

Timothy wanted him to arrest Dustin? Was he for real?

"Who are you?" Zion frowned.

"I am Timothy Bones of the Bones family. I am the student of the Superintendent, the Martial League's gold ranked Overseer!" Timothy said in displeasure.

Zion's face turned grim.

In the past, he would have treated Timothy with great respect.

However, he currently possessed the Martial League's Supreme Token that Dustin had given him. Forget Timothy, Zion had the authority to even ignore Anson, who was the Martial League's Superintendent.

However, he did not want to cause a scene and make trouble for Dustin.

"Mr. Larson, Timothy is right. You should arrest these two," Anson said authoritatively.

He did not have any hopes that Zion would succeed. After all, he was not able to do so himself.

He only wanted to escalate the situation and use the Martial League's forces as cannon fodder. That way, he could force Dustin to make his move.noveldrama

If Dustin resisted arrest in public and hurt or even killed members of the Martial League, then Anson would have more to work with.

He had already thought it through. He would then make his report up the chain and have the Martial League send a Martial King elder to chase down Dustin.

Dustin was simply too terrifying. If he were allowed to grow even stronger, no one would be able to defeat him.

Zion let out a dry cough and walked toward Anson.

“Superintendent, could you step aside with me so that we can talk privately?"

Anson frowned but allowed it.

"Superintendent, I am sorry, but I cannot follow this order. We cannot capture Dustin Fox," Zion said mysteriously.

"Why can't we arrest him?" Anson's face darkened in anger. "Are you telling me that you're afraid? Or have you been bought off?"

"Superintendent, please. Even if all the higher-ups of Central Harbor came here, none of them would dare to make a move against Dustin," Zion said pointedly.

"What are you even saying? He's just the surviving descendant of the Fox family. Why should capturing him cause any fuss? The Martial League is a protector of justice. No matter how powerful he is or who is backing him, he cannot scare the Martial League this way.

"I don't believe that Dustin cannot be brought to justice even if he's

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nobility No one can escape the judgment of the Martial League!" Anson said righteously. S

Zion grinned and quietly took out an object.

"I'm afraid this is something you can't disobey."