The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 226 Kneel and Apologize

Tristan's deferential tone over the phone stunned everyone in the hall.

The head of the Nevilles, the foremost family in martial arts, was bowing down to Robin.

Everyone had assumed Robin was just Daphne's bodyguard, unable to believe what they were seeing.

They had all misjudged. Robin was the true powerhouse here.

Reflecting on Anthony's earlier attitude, they finally understood the situation.

And now, Daphne standing beside Robin looked more like an attendant than an equal.

But the question everyone was left with was just how powerful Robin's background was to make even Tristan plead.

At that moment, Vera began to relax, catching the pleasant scent from Robin's coat as she looked up at his tall figure. Her world was only just beginning.

Meanwhile, the branch leaders of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance, along with several disciples, were filled with terror.

Knox, among them, slipped away from the crowd and dashed up to the VIP lounge on the second floor.

Moments later, Kyler, upon hearing about the situation unfolding at the Crown Banquet, rushed down from the VIP area, followed by Ronald and the Brookhaven Martial Alliance's Four Heavenly Kings-Wilder and Drake included. The scene they encountered in the Crown Banquet hall left them instantly stunned.

Ruby and Jason were kneeling on the floor, their faces bloodied and their eyes dazed.

Beside them, Anthony was also kneeling.

Six Elders of Discipline, four senior disciples, and Finn Eaton from the Brookhaven Martial Alliance lay unconscious.

All the guests had retreated to the edges of the hall, leaving only Robin and Daphne in the center.

Drake took a sharp breath, quickly grasping what had happened.

The Quinns and the Nevilles had clashed with Robin.

Without a second thought, he left Ronald's side and hurried to Robin. "Mr. Ramsey!"

Robin nodded in acknowledgment.

Drake immediately took his place at Robin's side.

By aligning himself with Robin, he left no doubt about where the Dunn family, the top family in Harmonfield, stood in this conflict. After a brief pause, Wilder also disregarded Ronald's reaction, hurriedly stepping forward with a respectful bow. "Master!"

Robin glanced at him with an amused smile.

Wilder was thrilled. Robin's response suggested he accepted him as his disciple.

Wilder's title of "Master" sent a wave of shock through the hall.

The revelation that the president of the Draconia Holistic Medicine and Health Association was Robin's disciple was staggering. This new information not only shocked the crowd but also tightened the expressions of both Ronald and Kyler.

Ronald squinted as he studied Robin, wondering if this man was the mysterious healer who had treated Martin and Timothy. Seeing the scene before him, his suspicions were almost confirmed.

Wilder and Drake's actions made their allegiance unmistakably clear.

Knox whispered to Ronald, "Mr. Quinn, he's the one who took down the Brookhaven Butcher, defeated Sam, and killed Ivan." Kyler, hearing this, was furious.

He stormed up to Robin, declaring, "You struck my daughter-I'll kill you!"

Daphne stepped forward, her tone icy. "Mr. Kyler, is everyone in the Brookhaven Martial Alliance so rude? Shouldn't you at least ask why Mr. Ramsey hit your daughter before you threatened to kill him?" Kyler's face darkened with rage. "Do I need a reason when he's beaten my daughter like this?"

Daphne laughed. "Your daughter assaulted Ms. Silva, destroyed her necklace, and even tried to publicly rip her clothes off. Such shameful behavior-Mr. Ramsey was doing you a favor by disciplining her!"

Kyler raged, "D*mn it! Whatever Ruby does is right. She showed that useless Ms. Vera some respect just by laying a hand on her. Ms. Vera is nothing compared to Ruby!"

Robin chuckled coldly. "The Brookhaven Martial Alliance sure operates on a thuggish sense of logic-no wonder a daughter with such deplorable manners came out of it." He added, "Seems your daughter is destined to live in disgrace her whole life."

Before Kyler could react, Robin grabbed Ruby by the hair and slammed her head onto the marble floor.

Bang! Ruby let out a scream before slumping to the ground, unconscious and covered in blood.

Gasps filled the room.

"That was brutal!"

"He's openly provoking the Brookhaven Martial Alliance!"

Ronald, sitting in his wheelchair, was so shaken that he looked like he was about to stand up. He caught himself but couldn't mask his fury.

From across the room, Drake noticed Ronald's attempt to rise and felt a wave of shock. Rumor had it that Ronald hadn't stood in decades due to a strange illness, yet here he was, apparently able to move on reflex. Drake couldn't help but wonder if Ronald's paralysis was an act, and if so, for what purpose.

Ronald exchanged a glance with the Four Heavenly Kings by his side. They tensed up immediately, poised to strike.

Meanwhile, Kyler looked ready to explode. Muscles tense and eyes blazing with murderous intent, he growled, "You scum! I'll make sure you die here!"

With that, he lunged at Robin.

"Kyler, think twice before you act!"

Just then, a commotion erupted at the hotel entrance. A group of people hurried into the hall-led by Carson Wright, the wealthiest man in Brookhaven.

One look at the chaotic scene told Carson everything he needed to know. He shook his head in disapproval at Kyler, then walked briskly to Robin. "Mr. Ramsey, I apologize. I didn't anticipate this. This is all due to my oversight."

Robin's expression remained impassive. "This has nothing to do with you."

Carson nodded and took his place beside Robin.

Kyler froze in shock. "Mr. Wright, you ... ?"

Carson gave him a dark look. "Handle this yourself."

In an instant, Kyler

understood-Robin was the influential figure Carson had mentioned. He suddenly felt lost, looking around at the people standing beside Robin: Carson Wilder, Drake, and Daphne. These prominent figures had made it clear where they stood in the conflict

between Robin and the Brookhaven

Martial Alliance.

His eyes darted over to Jason and Anthony, from the prominent Neville family, both kneeling before Robin. Calming himself, Kyler hesitated, trying to fathom who Robin could be to command such reverence. "Everyone, get down on your knees!"

Ronald's furious roar shattered the silence.

Kyler, taken aback, stammered, "Dad, but he hit Ruby..."

"Kneel!" Ronald bellowed, pointing at Kyler.

"Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Ramsey and Ms. Silva! They are esteemed guests of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance. Ruby was at fault here, not Mr. Ramsey."

The room fell into stunned silence. Ronald, the founder of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance, showed the kind of magnanimity and foresight few could match.

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"Kyler, kneel and apologize to Mr. Ramsey right now!" Ronald ordered.

Kyler gritted his teeth, then knelt. "Mr. Ramsey, I'm sorry. I will immediately compensate Ms. Silva for her losses."

He turned to a nearby Martial Alliance disciple and barked, "Transfer 5 billion dollars to Ms. Silva right now!"

Ronald's voice grew stern. "Kyler, you were at fault too. You disrespected both Mr. Ramsey and Ms. Silva. You'll pay ten times the amount!"

He then turned to Robin with a smile

that tried to conceal his unease. "Mr. Ramsey, Ms. Silva, and honored guests, I sincerely apologize for the disrespect you faced during our Brookhaven Martial Alliance

ceremony. Please accept quove

efforts

tomake amends as a token of our regret."

"Ruby's behavior is my responsibility. I've spoiled her, and I'll reflect on this," he added.

"Mr. Ramsey, Ms. Silva, everyone present, would you honor me by joining me in the VIP room upstairs? My men will bring the funds there shortly."

Seeing that Robin ignored him, Ronald forced a chuckle and attempted to smooth over the situation. "It's okay. We can complete the compensation right here."

Before long, leaders from the various Martial Alliance branches brought the total amount forward to Ronald.

Ronald hesitated briefly, then looked up at Robin. "Mr. Ramsey, my apologies. Even after gathering everything from each branch, we only managed to pull together 30 billion dollars."

"Mr. Quinn, didn't we already raise the required 5 bi-" Knox began, but Ronald slapped him across the face before he could finish. "Can't you see I'm talking to Mr. Ramsey? Are you blind?" Knox dropped to his knees in terror, not daring to say another word.

Ronald gave a self-deprecating laugh. "My apologies, Mr. Ramsey. My subordinates are rough around the edges and poorly disciplined."

"As of now, we're still short 20 billion dollars. We'll need a bit more time to gather the full 50 billion."

"How about this, Mr. Ramsey? Please accept the 30 billion now, and I promise to personally deliver the remaining 20 billion to you by midnight tonight."

"You have my word-our family doesn't owe anyone money."

Robin gave Ronald a long, unreadable look. "Fine. I'll be waiting tonight," he replied before turning to leave the hotel lobby.

Just then, Alice, Zachary, and Liam

rushed in, only to be met with the tense atmosphere lingering in the room. Alice stepped in front of Robin, her expression furious. "Robin, did you start something again? Do you even realize where you are?"

She caught sight of Ruby bloodied and being lifted by medical personnel and immediately understood. "You attacked Ms. Quinn? Robin, how could you do that? Go and apologize to the Quinns right now..." "Out of the way!" Rita snapped, shoving Alice aside. "Idiot!"

As Robin and his group walked away, Alice shouted after them, "Robin, you're just going to walk out after hitting Ms. Quinn? Get back here!"

Kyler, still fuming, sneered at Alice's yell. "D*mn! And who the hell are you? Get lost!"

...

In the private chamber on the second floor of the Harmonfield Hotel, Ronald watched from the window as Robin and his group left, his eyes seething with murderous intent.

After a moment, he turned to the Four Heavenly Kings, who stood by with cold expressions, and commanded, "Tonight, make sure Robin is dead."

"Understood, Mr. Quinn," one of the Four Heavenly Kings replied, a sinister smile tugging at his lips.