Semua Bab The True Dragon's Comeback: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Looking at the arrogant group in front of him, Archer couldn't help but chuckle.Offering 200 thousand a month to keep the Windsor heiress? That had to be the biggest insult of the day.Sofia's face darkened, her expression cold as ice. May shot to her feet and took a quick step forward. With a loud smack, her palm sent Hadley flying across the room."You lowlife trash! Who gave you the nerve to disrespect her?"The sudden move stunned Dominic and his crew."Y-You actually hit him? Do you even know who Hadley is?!" Dominic shouted, his face twisted in anger.The two girls with them rushed over to help Hadley up. "Mr. Gill, are you okay?"Hadley spat out blood along with several bloody teeth. His eyes burned with rage. "You filthy wench... I swear I'll make you wish you were dead today!"May's face turned cold. With a sharp kick, she sent Hadley crashing into the wall. A loud crack followed as his chest caved in and several ribs snapped.Dominic was fuming. "How dare you hit

Sofia stepped forward right away. "Zoe, you don't have to greet us."Zoe Barlow flashed Sofia a bitter smile. "I'm sorry. My health is getting worse. I'm afraid I won't last much longer."Sofia comforted her gently. "Don't worry. You'll get better. I'm sure of it."Zoe glanced at Archer, suspicion flickering in her eyes. "Sofia, is this the doctor you mentioned?"Sofia smiled warmly. "Yes. He's a skilled doctor. He'll definitely be able to help you."The refined middle-aged man, Gregory Barlow, frowned slightly, clearly doubtful.The bald middle-aged man, sharp and observant, immediately spoke up. "Hmph, big talk."Sofia frowned and looked at him.Archer glanced over and froze for a moment when he saw the white-haired elder nearby. It was Zach Hampton, the medical expert who had recently appeared with the Jensons.Zach was curiously studying Archer as well.Archer nodded slightly in greeting, then looked back at the bald man and raised an eyebrow. "What's your problem?"The

Zoe's chest heaved beneath her shirt, like something was writhing under her skin. The sight made everyone's scalp tingle.Suddenly, a ripping sound broke the silence. Her shirt tore open at the chest, and a streak of blood-red light shot out, darting to escape."Where do you think you're going?" Archer raised his hand and flicked a silver needle. It shot through the air and pinned a bloody figure against the far wall.Everyone snapped out of their daze and quickly turned to look. What they saw made their blood run cold—it was a blood-red parasite. Its twisted, grotesque body was covered in strange, intricate markings that pulsed faintly under the light. It looked both terrifying and bizarre.A few of them gulped audibly. They had just witnessed a real parasitic curse with their own eyes.Ignoring their shock, Archer immediately sealed the wound on Zoe's chest with another silver needle. At the same time, he channeled his internal energy to nourish her weakened body.In just a

Inside a private suite on the top floor of the Crown Club, the red-haired thug ended his call and turned to a burly, dark-skinned man nearby. "Mr. Bourn, that punk's on his way."Marshall Bourn was a mid-level boss for the Frostclaw Order in Southtown. Sitting beside him was a flirtatious woman in revealing clothes. Marshall's large hand roamed freely over her body as a sharp glint flickered in his narrowed eyes."Get the guys ready," he ordered. "I want to see for myself if that punk is really as tough as you say."He had flown into a rage earlier when he heard what had happened during the day. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to kidnap Rachel to force Archer into showing up.The red-haired thug left the room, while Marshall turned to Rachel with a grin. "Sweetheart, be a good girl and do what I say, and maybe I'll let that kid off the hook."Rachel's eyes were filled with disgust. She clenched her teeth and snapped, "Dream on! I'd rather die than let someone like you tou

Marshall stood there looking smug, clearly not taking Archer seriously at all."Listen, kid," he sneered. "I'll give you one chance. Get on your knees and watch me have my way with this woman, and maybe, if I'm in a good mood, I'll let you walk out of here alive."Archer suddenly smiled, flashing a row of clean, white teeth. "I ran into a guy just like you this morning—full of himself. Now, he's six feet under.""You've got a death wish!" Marshall snapped. "Boys, take him down! Break his damn arms and legs!"A swarm of thugs rushed at Archer, swinging metal pipes, clubs, and miscellaneous weapons.Rachel watched in terror, silently praying that Archer wouldn't get hurt.In a blur of motion, Archer grabbed a triple-edged dagger from one of the men and gave it a light sweep, instantly sending several attackers flying.He darted through the chaos like a phantom, moving so fast he was almost a blur. Every strike he made dropped another thug. Bodies hit the floor one after another.