My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



Leaving the restaurant, Dustin rejected Henry's offer to go somewhere else for a good time.

He watched Tyler go with them and went home to the villa.

Drake showed up next to him.

"The Outlaws Department is here to arrest a criminal!" came a sudden cry from nearby.

"The Outlaws Department? Why are they here?"

Drake's face shifted when he heard the commotion.

"What? Do you think they're very powerful?" Dustin asked airily.

He had never paid much attention to that department and did not know much about them.

"My Liege, the Outlaws Department is a very special department of the Lovellian government. It has greater power than most of the other departments. It exclusively hunts down criminals that have broken the rules of martial artists!" Drake said warily.

"Typically, the Martial League handles all matters regarding martial artists. However, powerful martial artists are handled by the Outlaws Department. There's a saying that those captured by the Outlaws Department never again see the light of day. The agents of the Outlaws Department are all at least Legendary Martial Saints!"

When Dustin heard that, his expression shifted.

Legendary Martial Saints were elite fighters. They were very rare.

The department having Legendary Martial Saints as members sounded like a big deal.

"The Outlaws Department has different classifications for its criminals. There are five in total. Fifth grade criminals are of the lowest classification, with first grade criminals being the most despicable. They also get the most attention.

"My Liege, you have been determined as a first grade criminal. I gather that you will be getting a lot of attention from the Outlaws Department from now on," Drake said slowly.

As he finished speaking, two figures appeared before them.

They were a man and a woman.

The man was more tanned and looked displeased.

The woman's face was covered by a sheer cloth, and her features were hard to discern.

However, her figure was exceptional, and her Outlaws Department uniform did nothing to hide her curves.

"Dustin Fox, you are a first grade criminal of the Outlaws Department. We have been tasked with arresting you to face trial. Do not resist arrest!” the woman said coldly.

"If you resist, we are authorized to smite you where you stand!" the man said indifferently.

"Do you even know who you are here to arrest?" Drake yelled as he stepped forward.

The two of them eyed Drake.

"Drake, you are the Outlaw Department's third grade criminal. What a coincidence! We can arrest you too," the woman said.

Drake's face immediately turned stormy.

"Why am I only a third grade criminal

when I've killed so many people? should merit at least the second grade!" He was very displeased about this.

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"The classifications are determined by our higher-ups. We're only in charge of arresting you." As she spoke, the woman took out a specially made whip. noveldrama

She moved with a whoosh. Her speed was startling, and Dustin could not help but focus on her.

In the blink of an eye, the woman was standing before Drake.

Drake was startled and immediately got ready to strike.

But before he could even react, the woman kicked him and sent him flying.

After that, the woman used some rope and wound it around Drake.

Drake felt like crying but no tears would come out. He looked pleadingly at Dustin.

This woman was simply too ferocious, and he could not defeat her.

Dustin eyed her, and his face changed.

He could tell that she was actually quite young.

To reach such a level of skill, she had to be some kind of prodigy.

Drake was Dustin's personal guard Although he was the weakest of the

five Dragon Guards, it was still the

impressive that the woman had subdued him so quickly.

"It's your turn now, Dustin." The woman turned to Dustin with an icy gaze.

She used the same skill to strike, and her whip lashed out toward Dustin's shoulder.

But Dustin did not even blink. He reached out and grabbed the end of the whip.

"What?" The woman was taken aback.

The tanned man was surprised as well.

It was very rare for anyone to be able to grab the whip of Agent Seven of the Outlaws Department.

The man certainly could not do that.

"Let go!"

The woman yelled and unleashed her formidable internal energy through the whip.

Dustin did not look affected. He flicked his wrist.

With a low hum, the woman's internal energy dispersed, and her reserves were decimated.

She suddenly felt weak all over.

"You..."

The woman was shocked at that point. She did not even notice that the cloth covering her face had been dislodged by the shockwave. It fell to the ground.