Asked 42
Chapter 42
With a wave of his hand, elite fighters of the Zimmer family rushed forward to kill Dustin and Drake.
Dustin remained indifferent and did not budge, but Drake made his move.
With just one attack, he managed to make the elite fighters cough up blood and fall.
“What?!” The Zimmer family members were shocked.
Klein scowled and stared at Drake.
He had not paid attention to Drake’s attack, but he was sure that he was very strong.
“Who are you?” he asked solemnly.
“A loyal servant of My Liege,” Drake said coolly.
“Who?” Klein was surprised.
“Drake, I didn’t give you permission to speak,” Dustin said in displeasure.
Drake immediately knelt in front of Dustin and said, “Please forgive me!”
This surprised the Zimmer family even more.
This powerful fighter was showing such respect to Dustin?!
Who exactly was Dustin to be able to command such respect from someone so powerful?
Klein’s face turned grim.
“Who… are you?” He looked at Dustin.
“I just can’t be bothered to tell you right now.” Dustin was getting impatient.
Klein frowned. After a moment, he got up.
“I don’t care who you are. You hurt my grandson, so you must pay!”
He was preparing to take action himself.
The Zimmer family members were excited.
When he was young, Klein was a famous fighter. He retired when he grew older to build up his business empire, and he had not used his skills for a long time.
If he came out of retirement, the Zimmer family was going to be very powerful!
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Klein stood up, and his demeanor changed. He was just like a lion who had just woken up from its slumber. He gave off an intimidating presence.
Dustin chuckled at that. He pulled out a chair and sat down as if to enjoy a good show.
Klein’s face was stony. Loud pops sounded from his body as he stared at Dustin. He was about to make his move, but Drake was ahead of him.
Drake shot out, and his momentum shocked the Zimmer family members. Even Klein was surprised.
In just half a second, Drake arrived in front of Klein.
His fist was mere centimeters away from Klein’s forehead.
The Zimmer family members were flabbergasted.
If he threw his fist forward, he would hit Klein!
Klein was stunned.
Just a little more, and Drake would have hit him.
He was once a powerful person too. His reputation was a testament to how strong he had been. Everyone
knew about him.
But he could not react to that punch at all!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The rosewood chair and table beside Klein suddenly shattered into pieces of wood.
At that moment, the Zimmer family was so stunned that they found themselves speechless.
Klein’s gaze was filled with fear.
He had no doubt that if Drake wanted to kill him, he could do so very easily.
Klein’s back was drenched in cold sweat.
“You seldom see such powerful people in the world! he thought as his emotions raged in his heart.
He turned to the side to see Dustin sitting there with a faint smile on his lips. He could not help but
tremble.
Drake was just his servant.
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Klein found the thought alone to be incredulous.
“Are you okay, Dad?” a Zimmer family member asked worriedly.
Klein gestured to show them that he was fine. Then, he made up his mind.
In the next moment; he bowed to Dustin. “We were wrong.”