An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori (official version)

Chapter 1106

Sheila was tied up and unconscious in an abandoned steel factory, her eyes covered with a black cloth.

Meanwhile, Diego had a charming smile as he savored good wine and steak.

“Mr. Bourbon, our target hasn’t shown up. Maybe he won’t come,” a burly red- robed warrior reported.

“Don’t rush it. Let’s wait,” Diego said and put down his utensils. He continued, “I’ve already looked into

it. Dustin has a serious relationship with Sheila. Given his personality, he’ll come to rescue her.”

“I’m worried he won’t give up the Cherusia. Should we send our guys to attack the Zephyr Lodge and

take the treasure?” the red-robed warrior suggested.

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“Fools!” Diego scolded. “Zephyr Lodge has many strong elites. Even if we succeed, we will lose many

of our men.”

“The fighters from Dragonmarsh aren’t very strong, Mr. Bourbon. You’re giving them too much credit,”

the red- robed warrior complained. He believed their battle-tested Kimboku warriors were tougher than

Dragonmarsh martial artists.

“Dragonmarsh martial artists may not be the best, but they have numbers on their side. Even a strong

tiger needs to be careful around a pack of wolves,” Diego reminded.

“I understand,” the red-robed warrior nodded reluctantly. He didn’t seem to respect the Dragonmarsh

martial artists. It was probably because they weren’t important fighters in the past.

Suddenly, a cold voice spoke from nowhere, “Are you waiting for me?”

“Who’s there?” Everyone became alert and started looking around. A figure emerged from the

darkness- it was Dustin. “Mr. Rhys, you’ve arrived. I’ve been expecting you.” Diego smiled as he

greeted Dustin.

“Who are you guys?”

Dustin looked around. He discovered that there were between twenty and thirty people hiding out in the

area. Five were elites, and the rest were formidable warriors.

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Such force could easily overpower a coalition of wealthy families. “I’m Diego Bourbon, and I’m

delighted to meet you,” Diego said.

“Bourbon? You’re from Kimboku, right? “Dustin asked. “Yes,” Diego replied. “I’ve heard you have the

Cherusia. I’m willing to pay for it. Can we make a deal?”

“Wow, you have perfected your Dragonmarsh’s accent to a tee. Unfortunately, I can’t sell it to you,”

Dustin refused.

“Is my offer not good enough? Tell me your price,” Diego insisted, smiling.

“I don’t like being threatened. By arranging this meeting like this, you’ve already crossed a line. No

matter how much money you offer, I won’t sell it to you,” Dustin said firmly. Diego was less than

pleased.