My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

The commotion at the front gate was impossible to ignore, and the core members

of the Lynch family in the grand living room were quickly alerted.

"What's happening outside?" Martin demanded.

"Sir... someone's broken in!" said a panicked voice from outside.

"What?" The expressions of the Lynch family members darkened immediately.

"Someone actually dares to storm into the Lynch family villa? They must have a death wish!"

"It's like barging into hell uninvited!"

Already irritable, the Lynch family members were enraged.

"Let's see who has such audacity. They won't leave here in one piece!"

Someone growled and took the lead as the family stormed out.

When they arrived at the front gate, they saw their trained martial artists sprawled lifelessly on the ground.

Yet, the intruders numbered only a few.

"Stop right there! Who are you?" roared an elder from the Lynch family angrily.

"That's the surviving descendant of the Fox family, Dustin!" Hayden shouted as he pointed at Dustin.

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The Lynch family members' faces instantly shifted to disbelief and shock.

None of them had expected Dustin to come knocking on their door.

"You've got some nerve! You've walked right into your own grave!" the Lynch family members said and sneered.

They were just discussing how to eliminate Dustin, and he had served himself up on a platter. How arrogant!

"Today, I'll end the Lynch family and avenge the Fox family," Dustin said icily.

"Avenge? Just you?" The Lynch family members scoffed as disdain twisted their expressions. "You think that becoming a Martial Saint makes you untouchable? You're delusional!"

Dustin did not bother replying. He simply raised a hand, and the Hell Guards around him charged forward.

The Lynch family members responded instantly by stepping up to face the attackers.

As one of Hattan's most powerful martial families, the Lynch family was quite powerful.

But they had underestimated Dustin and his group.

The moment they clashed, the Lynch family members were visibly shocked.

The Hell Guards were all Martial Saints, which was only second to the Martial King level.

But the Lynch family members could not all claim the same.

Bam!

Bam!

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After just two exchanges, nearly all the fighters of the Lynch family. members lay gravely injured. Only two who had reached ninth grade escaped with minor injuries.

"This kid... where did he find so many Martial Saint allies?" The Lynch family members' faces turned grave.

"Sir, we have no choice but to rely on you now."

They said as they turned toward Martin in hope.

The Lynch family had two Martial Saints. One was Steven, and the other was Martin.

Martin, as an Intermediate Martial Saint, was a renowned figure in Hattan.

He nodded and stepped forward.

"Dustin, let's see if you're worthy of the vengeance you seek." He gestured for Dustin to approach while getting into a fight stance.

"You're not qualified to fight My Liege," Drake interjected coldly. "I, alone, am more than enough to kill you."

"How arrogant!"

The Lynch family members bristled at Dustin's insolence in sending a subordinate to fight in his place.

Martin narrowed his eyes.

He could sense that Drake's aura was anything but ordinary. There was a sharp and suffocating edge to it. It was the kind of killing intent that could only be honed by slaughtering hundreds.

"First, I'll deal with you. Then, I'll kill

him." He shot a cold glance at Dustin

before leaping forward. His feet

slammed against the ground and

propelled him forward like a

cannonball aimed at Drake,

The Lynch family's martial techniques were famed for their power. They relied on overwhelming force to crush their opponents.

Drake did not flinch. Instead, he raised one hand as though preparing to take the full force of Martin's attack with nothing more than a bare hand.