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The Deadly Assassin Robin Chapter 1122 Am I Supposed to Forgive Him?

A sudden, suffocating tension filled the cruise ship’s restaurant.

Was this refined and elegant young man truly the legendary Divine Drakehane, the one who single- handedly dominated an entire nation?

Finished How could someone of such extraordinary status be sitting so inconspicuously on a cruise ship, dining in a public restaurant as if he were just another passenger?

A peerless master of his caliber–no matter how low–key–should have at least a hundred bodyguards and assistants surrounding him at all times.

Even minor third–rate celebrities couldn’t go anywhere without a crowd of bodyguards hovering around them like prison wardens, as if they might vanish into thin air if left unguarded.

A short distance away, Aeron felt his heart lodge in his throat.

*mn it! How ?

figure Divine in .

I him Silva Group .

What a I once–in–

At point Divine decide to kill .

Aeron yanked Ryden forward, striding hastily to stand before Robin and his companions. Ignoring the still- stunned Eryndor, he dropped to his knees before Robin.

“Lord Drakebane, I am Aeron. I had no idea you were Ms. Silva’s friend and have offended you greatly. Please, forgive me ”

Robin rose to his feet and gestured to Rita. “Rita, order some more pastries and have them sent to the room. It’s too noisy here.”

“Yes, Lord Drakebane!” Rita promptly instructed the waiter.

Aeron broke into a cold sweat.

Robin’s complete disregard for him was a clear sign–he had no intention of forgiving him for his earlier threats against Vera.

As Daphne’s warning echoed in his mind, sheer terror gripped him.

Amid the horrified gazes of the onlookers, he crawled toward Robin and Vera. “Lord Drakebane, Ms. Silva, my son and I were blind to who you are… Please forgive us ”

Robin frowned. “Are you sure you want to keep pestering me? Get lost!”

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Finished Ryden immediately enspped, “Trakehne, even if the entire World of Darkness reveres you, my father, at his was and with the position, has already swallowed his pride and begged for your forgiveness. Yet you still refer to show merry Don’t you fear being called petty by the world?

A chilling silence engulfed the cruise ship’s restaurant Arron wood frozen, utterly petrified.

He never imagined his own con would say something so reckless.

Did he understand! The reason Divine Drakebane was feared and revered was because he was an untouchable force.

Thorne’s eyes widened in disbelief, yet within them flickered an odd admiration for Ryden’s audacity.

For all the words that others dared not say, Ryden had said them all, without the slightest hesitation.

To be this recklessly ignorant was truly remarkable.

Robin, who had already turned to leave, halted mid–step.

“Oh! And what status does your father hold? He’s nothing more than a common thug. A lowlife. He kneels and begs, and I am supposed to forgive him? Who do you think am?”

“A worthless piece of trash like you isn’t even worth dirtying my hands. And yet, you insist on throwing yourself at death’s door”

“If death is what you crave, then so be it. Rita, do it”

Swish!

A cold gleam flashed as Rita’s dagger sliced clean across Ryden’s throat.

“Ah!”

Screams erupted throughout the restaurant.

They had all heard the rumors–Divine Drakebane killed without hesitation.

Now, witnessing it firsthand, they realized he lived up to his name.

As he watched his son die in front of him, Aeron was consumed by both grief and terror.

And yet, he didn’t dare utter a single word of protest.

Witnessing the scene before him, Eryndor finally believed it–this young man standing in front of him was none other than the legendary Divine Drakebane.

His body jolted into motion as he twisted his massive frame, seizing a fruit platter from the nearest waiter before hurrying forward and dropping to his knees in front of Robin. “Lord Drakebane, I am Eryndor Skyblade from Valysar Lab. Please, have some fruits!”

Robin let out a chuckle, lowering his gaze to Eryndor. Raising his hand, he lightly patted the man’s round face a few times.

“Tobreoca Biotech handles 700 million dollars worth of medical equipment for Silva Group. You take a 30 Mon, 24 Mar Chapter 1122 Am I Supposed to Forgive Him?

percent cut?”

Eryndor stiffened, then hastily nodded. “Yes, yes, that’s right!”

༥ .99%2 Finished Robin took the towel Rita handed him and wiped his hands before picking up a strawberry from the platter.

“Aeron said he’d work with you, claiming the equipment was defective so Silva Group wouldn’t receive a single cent. That sound familiar?”

Eryndor nearly blacked out in terror.

That brain–dead –how could Who in their right mind would dare owe Divine Drakebane money?

Did he think wealth was worth more than his life? Did he think his life was worth nothing?

“Lord Drakebane, I had no idea about this!” Eryndor denied instantly.

“What I do know is that Ms. Silva has a shipment in our possession–if I recall correctly, it was worth 10 billion… No, wait, 20 billion! Yes, 20 billion in premium medical supplies!

“I will arrange the transfer immediately! By tomorrow morning, the full payment will be wired to Silva Group’s account!”

Aeron scrambled forward on his hands and knees. “Lord Drakebane, it was all my fault. The amount we owe Silva Group will be settled immediately. Tobreoca Group received seven billion worth of goods from Ms. Silva–no, no! Thirty billion!

“The transfer will be completed by tomorrow morning! Please, spare me and Tobreoca Biotech, Lord Drakebane!”

Robin ignored them, turning away and walking toward the cruise ship’s guest suites.

Under the shimmering lights of the ship, his striking, elegant figure left everyone utterly entranced.

It was impossible to reconcile this refined, graceful young man with the ruthless and merciless Divine Drakebane they had just witnessed.

The entire room fell into a daze.

That ethereal glow of flickering lights and that gradually fading silhouette–it all felt like an illusion, like a dream too surreal to grasp.

Only the bloodstained floor of the restaurant remained as proof that the untouchable Divine Drakebane had truly been here.

No one in this world can use their power and wealth to act recklessly and without reason forever.

After all, karma is a b*tch.

Aeron and Ryden had thought that, with all the power they wielded, they could do whatever they wished.

Little did they know that their unchecked indulgence in their own arrogance would ultimately lead to their downfall!

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Someone like Robin, at the pinnacle of power could destroy them with a mere flick of his hand.

Unlike them, Robin never acted arrogantly, oppressed the weak, or boasted of his power.

His modesty and humility didn’t mean he could be humiliated at will.

99%1 1 Finished As the figure of Divine Drakebane disappeared from sight, the entire cruise restaurant seemed to freeze in time.

The women from the neighboring table snapped out of their daze after a long while. “Oh my god, we were just mocking them for being ignorant and foolish, and it turns out the big shot was right beside us!”

“If I had known that handsome gentleman was the infamous Divine Drakebane, I would have asked for a photo.”

“I’m sure, with my looks, Divine Drakebane would definitely find me attractive.”

“Wait, just remembered… he seemed to glance at me a times. Do you think he might have a crush on me?”

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