The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1162

The square at the airport hall entrance instantly fell into an eerie silence. All eyes instinctively turned toward the source of the voice.

A strikingly elegant man strolled forward with an air of effortless grace. He walked toward two Fricanians and a middle-aged woman. The golden hues of the setting sun cast a soft glow around him, outlining his handsome face and refined silhouette. The exceptional charm of Robin's approach immediately stunned all witnesses.

Is this man the heir of some prestigious family or perhaps a top Elarian movie star?

For a while, everyone was too preoccupied with admiring him, yet none of them could recall what he said earlier.

Meanwhile, the two Fricanians stood frozen.

They rapidly assessed the situation, weighing the risks of their bullying. If this man was indeed a top Elarian movie star or a wealthy heir, things could get tricky. They had to consider his background and his influence.

Robin spoke again, "I told you to get on your knees and apologize to the lady. Did you hear me?"

Now the crowd finally understood. This man was standing up for the middle-aged woman.

Realization dawned on the two men as well. The man named Robin, who stood up for this woman, was also a Draconian. Their tense expressions shifted. Their eyes now flashed disdain.

The world knew that Draconians were the most calm and kind-hearted. They upheld morals and principles, rarely fought back when provoked, and never retaliated with violence. The cost of bullying them is almost zero.

After the two Fricanians confirmed that Robin was a Draconian, they straightened up their backs.

They were students of Thorne Winterstrike, the number one fighter of Elaria. A lone Draconian man was hardly a threat.

Having finally grasped what was happening, the middle-aged woman grew anxious.

She quickly dissuaded, "Sir ... Sir, please don't get involved. This is my problem, I can handle it. You guys have a flight to catch, right? Just go. I'll take care of this myself."

She didn't want Robin to be bullied because of her, especially against these two brutes. The last thing she wanted was to cause unnecessary trouble.

The two Fricanians cracked their necks. One of them sneered, pointing a finger at him. "Hey, Kid. You're Draconian, aren't you?"

Robin let out a laugh, his voice carrying a sharp edge. "My blood runs pure with the lineage of Draconia, which is far more noble than the blood of rubbish like you!"

His gaze sharpened as he repeated, "I told you to kneel and apologize to the lady. Are you deaf?"

The two Fricanians burst into wild laughter. "Hahaha! Draconian boy, do you have a death wish?"

One of them smirked, then pointed down at his crotch. "Kid, crawl through here, and I'll forgive you, hahaha ... !"

Smack! Robin's palm struck out the Fricanian away with a loud sound.

Gasps erupted from the gathered crowd in front of the airport entrance.

"You're shameless. I told you to kneel and apologize to this lady, yet you're acting crazy and stupid!"

He flexed his fingers, his expression indifferent. "I had no intention of dirtying my hands with your filthy face, but since you insist then ... kneel!"

The second Fricanian, who had been standing just a moment ago, dropped to his knees before the middle-aged woman with a loud thud.

Everyone was once again shocked by this scene. What kind of sorcery is this? How can he force that man to submit just by a single order?

The middle-aged woman stood frozen, caught between shock and disbelief.

Meanwhile, Robin casually pulled out a wet wipe and cleaned his palm. His gaze then landed on the Fricanian who now lay sprawled 15 or 20 feet away. "How dare a rubbish like you humiliate me? You have to die here today."

Only now did the Fricanian realize that he had met a vicious person today.

The crowd erupted into murmurs of disbelief. Thorne Winterstrike is the number one fighter of Elaria. These two Fricanians turned out to be his disciples.

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