An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 987

Chapter 987 

Abigail was shocked. She hid behind Azalea, trembling. 

She was fearless in most aspects, but supernatural stuff scared her. 

“Who are you?” Dustin frowned, his face hardened. 

He was caught off guard. But the fact that the person could push him back with a single palm strike proved their strength. 

The person before him was definitely an ultimate grandmaster! 

“This is my tomb. Who do you think I am?” 

The mist surrounding the figure dissipated. 

Soon, they saw the face of a white–haired woman with a youthful appearance appear 

before them. She possessed a beauty that could captivate nations. 

Even with white hair, her face looked like she didn’t age. Her deep eyes seemed to have witnessed and seen all of life’s experiences through everything. 

“Your tomb?” Dustin was stunned. 

His expression then shifted. “Are you Iris Meskill?” 

“Iris Meskill?” Even Abigail and Azalea were stunned, their face full of disbelief. 

Didn’t Iris die 50 years ago? Why was she alive? What was happening? 

“You know my name, yet you dare steal from my tomb? Are you asking for death?” 

Iris’s tone was calm, yet it conveyed chilling pressure. 

“Madam Iris, we didn’t come here to steal from you. We’re here to obtain the Shadowbloom 

to save a life,” Dustin explained. 

“Do you know how precious the Shadowbloom is? Why should I give it to you?” she replied 

impassively. 

“Please state your conditions, and I’ll fulfill them as best as possible.” Dustin bowed 

respectfully. 

“Conditions?” Iris snorted. 

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“If you can revive my husband, I’ll give it to you.” 

“Madam Iris, this is a difficult request.” 

Dustin frowned slightly. “How can a dead man be brought back to life?” 

There was nothing but bones left of the person in the coffin. Not even God could bring him 

back to life. 

“Since you know that the dead can’t be brought back to life, don’t covet the Shadowbloom 

anymore. 

“Since you were polite earlier, I won’t kill you. Leave.” Iris waved her hand dismissively. 

“Madam Iris, I must take this flower back with me!” Dustin was determined. 

“Take? What makes you think you can?” Iris‘ gaze grew colder. 

“I’d like to try.” Dustin was solemn. 

“Aren’t you afraid of death?” She narrowed her eyes. 

“Even if I die, I must take this flower back!” Dustin was resolute. 

“Very well, I’ll grant your wish!” 

Iris‘ anger flared, and she leaped into the air. Her palm strike was aimed at Dustin. 

Although it seemed like a harmless strike, it carried explosive power that could 

disintegrate a person.