Chapter 1604 by Marina Vittori

They had to stick to their accusation against Dustin no matter what happened today.

“Mr. Hudson?” Allen stumbled over and knelt in front of him. “I’m Allen Bosman. At your service!”

“Holly’s dead?” Fenley asked, cutting straight to the chase.

“She… she’s dead.” Allen looked ashamed. “I arrived late for the rescue, and I asked for Mr. Hudson’s forgiveness.”

“Worthless!” Fenley raised his hand and delivered a forceful slap to Allen’s face, sending him flying. Allen coughed up blood and struggled to get up.

“Whoever killed Holly, step forward and face your death,” Fenley said, his emotionless gaze sweeping the surroundings with a chilling coldness that cut to the bone.

“It’s him! He killed Holly!” Eleanor pointed at Dustin angrily. She wished she could skin him alive.

“That’s right, that’s right! We saw it with our own eyes. He’s the killer!” Elena chimed in loudly.

“Did you kill Holly?” Fenley looked at Dustin as a chilling light flashed across his eyes.

“I didn’t kill her. Someone intentionally framed me,” Dustin denied again.

“Mr. Hudson, don’t listen to him. We all saw it clearly. He’s the murderer!” Eleanor said sternly.

“That’s right! We can all testify!”

Everyone spoke up in agreement. Seeing this, Dustin sighed. There was no point in arguing anymore. Despite explaining three times, no one believed him. Everyone had already decided he was the murderer.

“How dare you kill Holly! Die!” Fenley waved his hand and sent a powerful gust of wind, akin to a roaring tiger, straight at Dustin.

Where the gust passed, tables, chairs, and dishes shattered, and drinks spilled everywhere. Dustin stood firm and raised his hand to meet Fenley’s attack. The collision shook the entire Poise Brothel.

A powerful energy wave surged from the clash like a tsunami, sending the crowd tumbling and filling the air with cries of agony.

The clash between the two mythical aces was enough to be deadly for ordinary people, even in the aftermath.

“Huh?” After the strike, Fenley was somewhat surprised when he saw Dustin unharmed. He was already a grandmaster, just a step away from being an ultimate grandmaster. Even though he had used only a small portion of his power, it was enough to kill a divine master.

Yet, Dustin had withstood the strike unscathed. So, this suggested that his strength might be at the grandmaster level.

There were many talents in Oakvale, but reaching the master level before the age of 30 was extremely rare.

“Who are you? Identify yourself!” Fenley coldly demanded.

Initially treating Dustin as insignificant as an ant, Fenley now carried a trace of curiosity in his tone. However, it was just that-curiosity. Nothing more.