Chapter 1097:
Tonya, noticing Rhysâ change in focus, swiftly drew a dagger and opened it.
As Harlee rolled up Rhysâ sleeve, Tonya quickly made an incision on his wrist, and blood immediately began to flow.
The sight of blood sent Rhys into a frenzy.
His body thrashed, and he struggled violently against his restraints.
His eyes turned an unnatural red, and he glared at Harlee and Tonya with murderous intent.
Tonya ignored his outburst, quickly opening the cage and guiding the mystical golden insects toward his wound. Once the mystical golden insects entered Rhysâ body, Tonya sighed in relief, exhausted, as if every ounce of strength had drained from her.
Harlee sat down beside Tonya.
âNo matter what, I know you did your best.â
Tonya shook her head.
âI didnât do much. You cultivated the mystical golden insects. There wasnât much left for me to do.â
Their hands remained firmly clasped, not even glancing back at Rhys despite his movements.
Outside the room, Christopher paced nervously, like a father waiting for his childâs arrival. Robbie, casually licking his ice cream, chuckled.
âWant some? Feeling like an anxious dad?â
Christopherâs response was a punch to Robbieâs face.
Christopher had assumed all of Harleeâs companions were skilled enough to dodge, but to his surprise, Robbie, the slightly chubby man, took the hit without flinching.
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Even more astonishing, Robbie continued licking his ice cream as though nothing had happened.
Christopherâs confidence crumbled. Losing to Harlee had already shaken him, but now even this seemingly harmless man was beyond his abilities.
His self-esteem was shattered.
Robbie seemed to see through Christopherâs thoughts and smiled.
âDonât feel bad. I can take three punches from her. Yours is nothing.â
âHer?â Christopher raised an eyebrow.
Robbie said, âHarlee.â
Christopherâs mind eased up. If Robbie could withstand only three moves from someone as powerful as Harlee, it just meant these people were on a whole different level.
But just as Christopher felt slightly better, he glanced back at the door, his heart tightening again.
He trusted Harlee, but could those mystical golden insects really be relied upon?
âRelax. With Harlee and Tonya on the job, theyâre unstoppable!â Robbie said before heading to the kitchen to grab a drumstick.
After Tonyaâs call the day before, Robbie hadnât eaten anything but airplane food, and now he was starving.
Three hours later, Tonya, who had fallen asleep on Harleeâs shoulder, slowly opened her eyes. She stretched before instinctively checking on Rhys. Once she confirmed his vital signs were stable, she relaxed and teasingly tugged at Harleeâs hand.
âHarlee, you can open the curtains now.
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