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    “I’vee to offer my congrattions to the old general on his birthday. I’ve no intention of causing any


    trouble, so please allow me to pass.”


    Confronted with the shouts and threats, Dustin maintained a stoic expression.


    “Heshou? Hmph! Do you even deserve it?” Vivian scoffed mercilessly. “Who do you think you are? By


    what right do you think you’re qualified to wish the old general a happy birthday? If it weren’t for


    Xue’er’s sake, do you believe you’d even make it through the doors of the general’s mansion? Stop


    daydreaming!”


    In her view, She had managed to slip in because of She Murray’s introduction the previous day.


    “Exactly! Open your eyes and look around. Are there any attendees here celebrating birthdays who


    aren’t dignitaries? What makes you, a mere insurance salesman, think you can stand with us?” Chase


    Johnson looked down his nose.


    Even though Dustin knew a thing or two about boxing and kicking, he was still just a brash man.


    There was no great skill to him.


    She didn’t say a word, merely gazing quietly at She Murray, her expression a touch uncertain.


    The events of the previous night had created a rift in their rtionship.


    Whenever she thought of Murong Gaochao lying in that hospital bed, resentment towards Dustin


    surged within her.


    “I’d advise you not to underestimate others,” Dustin retorted impassively. “I’ve gained entry because I


    possess an invitation. As for my status and qualifications, that’s none of your concern.”


    “Invitation? Hmph… Who’s to say you didn’t steal it or snatch it? What can’t a social outcast like you


    do?” Vivian’s face was etched with disdain.


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    “She Murray, spare us your airs. We all know who you are. If you think you can curry favour with the


    old general, you’re sorely mistaken!” Chase Johnson dered haughtily.


    “Would the both of you kindly stop your prattling?” Dustin’s patience was wearing thin. “Do I know


    either of you? What I choose to do is none of your business. If you dare to speak rudely again, don’t


    me me for failing to see straight when my fists find their mark!”


    As he spoke, his icy, prating gaze bore down on the two of them.


    In the past, he had turned a blind eye to these two buffoons for She Murray’s sake.


    Now that they were no longer together, he felt no obligation to maintain any decorum.


    “You… you’re being insolent!” Dustin’s sudden outburst left Vivian momentarily stunned.


    No matter how much she’d taunted Dustin in the past, he’d always remained silent, as if her words


    hadn’t reached him.


    She’d initially assumed hecked the nerve to speak up, but the words he’d just uttered, coupled with


    the intensity in his eyes, suddenly made her realise he wasn’t as feeble as she’d thought.


    Murong Gaochao was the prime example.


    If She Murray were to go berserk and give her a thrashing, there’d be little she could do.


    “She! I’m warning you not to get too cocky! This is the General’s Mansion. Do you dare to make a


    move?” Chase Johnson barked sternly.


    “That’s right! I don’t believe for a moment you’d dare to cause a scene here!” Vivian quickly regained


    her confidence.


    The General’s Mansion was heavily guarded, and even a man as audacious as Dustin wouldn’t dare to


    make a scene openly.


    With this thought, her assurance returned.


    “And why do you reckon your life is worth more than Murong Gaochao’s?”


    With a stern countenance, Dustin began to approach slowly.


    The murderous intent caused several faces to nch, and they hastily took a few steps back.


    “Halt!”


    She Murray suddenly stepped forward, her tone sharp. “Dustin! You’ve harmed my cousin; do you


    intend to harm my friend too? I’ll never allow you to do so!”