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Chapter 852
The night passed quickly.
The following day, all the members of the Kirin Gang were dressed in mourning suits. They stood at the entrance to
the House of Heroes.
The House of Heroes was where they kept the ashes of the Kirin Gang members.
All disciples who died in the line of duty were regarded as heroes. They would then be kept in the House of Heroes
for others to visit.
One reason was to cherish their memory; the other was to serve as a warning.
The Kirin Gang would care for the friends and family of those who make it to the House of Heroes.
Their family would receive timely financial support to help with living costs.
This way, the Kirin Gang members wouldn’t have to worry about their families if they pass away one day.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDustin stood at the entrance of the House of Heroes. He held two human heads dripping with blood and walked to
the memorial plaque in the middle of the room.
The words, “In memory of Nelson Horst, guildmaster of the Flame Dragon Guild,” were engraved on it.
“Nelson, I’ve killed the people who harmed you. These are their heads. I brought them here to atone for their sins
toward you!” Dustin tossed Gavin’s and Felix’s heads. They rolled under Nelson’s memorial plaque.
“Rest assured that I’ll do as I promised. From today onward, Haley is my daughter, and Cecilia is my sister. So long
as I’m alive, I won’t let them get hurt. You can rest in peace now.”
Dustin faced Nelon’s urn and said a prayer. Then, he saluted it as a show of respect.
“Salute!” Cornelius shouted from the door.
The Kirin Gang members saluted and showed their respect for the fallen heroes.
Perhaps one day, they would also die in the line of duty and be placed in the House of Heroes.
To be remembered and respected by the entire gang, they could die without regrets.
“Dustin Rhys, get the hell out here!” Suddenly, a high–pitched scream sounded.
The door to the Zephyr Lodge was violently kicked down.
A woman in braids wearing a black tracksuit barged in. She was leading a group of female soldiers.
These female soldiers looked strong. From their sharp gazes, these female soldiers were not
average.
“You’re gutsy! Who are you? How dare you barge into the Kirin Gang?!” Cornelius yelled angrily.
“Enough bullshit! Ask Dustin to come out here and see me!” The woman in braids was radiating murderous energy.
She looked pissed.
Upon hearing that, Dustin walked out of the House of Heroes and looked directly at her.
“Tam Dustin Rhys. Do you have a message for me?” he asked indifferently.
“You killed my brother! I’m going to kill you!” The woman’s gaze turned cold. Without another word, she
unsheathed her sword and charged.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnyone who stood in her way was forced aside with her sharp blade.
“The audacity!” Cornelius flew into a rage. He suddenly flickered in front of her, thrusting a palm out.
A ferocious burst of internal energy exploded and crashed over her.
“Hmm?” The woman frowned. Suddenly, she leaped into the air and dodged this blow. At the same time, she spun
expertly in the air and brought her sword down on Cornelius.
Her attack was swift and accurate. Its power was shocking.
“This is child’s play!” Cornelius snorted, reaching out and grabbing the air.
A shadow palm suddenly materialized. It grabbed onto the woman’s sharp blade.
Then, the shadow palm yanked it down. The woman crashed onto the ground violently, like a fly that had been
swatted.
However, right before she touched the ground, she twisted her sword. The tip of her sword pressed into the
ground, stopping her fall.
The sword curved into an arc. Taking advantage of the rebound, she flew into the air once again. She aimed the
sword at Cornelius‘ abdomen.
“You’re asking for death!” Cornelius‘ expression darkened. He moved his hand downward. Then, a white beam of
internal energy shot like a thunderbolt.