Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys Novel novel Chapter 642

Chapter 642

The group of masked women brandished a knife and held it dangerously close to Dahlia’s neck; a thin line of blood could be seen on her skin. It was a warning that Dahlia would be killed on the spot if Dustin made any sudden movements.

Dustin furrowed his brow and ultimately released his grip. He wasn’t going to risk Dahlia’s life with the numbers they had.

“That’s more like it.” Astrid stretched her neck. She looked triumphant as she said, “Dustin, you should feel honored that my mentor has taken an interest in you. As long as you agree, we will be a family going forward. And if you refuse, you and everyone else around you will die!”

“Do you have to go to such extremes?” Dustin’s expression was frosty.

This is how we do things. If we can’t get our hands on a talented genius like you, you must be destroyed,” Astrid responded.

“Do you really think you can kill me?” Dustin retorted.

Astrid chuckled as she said, “I know you’re talented, but we came prepared. I added Trangurin to the tea you drank earlier. The poison is colorless and tasteless. Once ingested, your body will feel. weak, and you won’t even be able to use your true energy. Judging by the time, you should be feeling its effects right about now.”

“Tranqurin?” Dustin’s expression shifted.

Tranqurin was one of the ten exotic medicines of the martial world. Although it wasn’t deadly, it was the bane of many martial artists. It suppressed their true energy and weakened their bodies. These two effects of Tranqurin were enough to put any martial artist in despair. He didn’t expect

Astrid to get a hold of it when it was nearly extinct.

“Give me the antidote!” Dustin reached out to grab Astrid but stumbled and nearly fell. Before he knew it, sweat started to form on his forehead.

“Tranqurin is specifically meant to restrain expert martial artists like you. The more you exert

true energy, the faster the medicine takes effect. How about it? Do you feel it already?” Astrid

grinned.

To put Dustin under their control, the Dark Lord employed his precious treasure, which highlighted Dustin’s value.

“Dustin, I’m going to ask you one more time. Are you going to submit to us or not?” Astrid yelled.

“Dream on!” Dustin forced himself to remain upright.