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Right then, Dylan's phone suddenly started ringing, and he looked at the screen to see who was calling. It turned out to be Keith, his son.

What a clueless idiot for getting in Dylan's way. He replied with irritation, "What do you want?"

Keith trembled in pain. "Someone broke my leg, Dad. Get here fast and help me get back at him." What? Dylan sprang to his feet. "Does he have a death wish? How dare he mess with people from the Evans family in Lambda City? Where are you?"

Keith gasped in pain, his voice shaking as he replied, "I'm just outside the door at Opulent Club. Please hurry, Dad. I can't take this pain much longer."

After hearing where Keith was, Dylan immediately hung up and told Tessa, "Something urgent came up. Wait here for me, and I'll be back as soon as I'm done." With that, Dylan left in a hurry.

Tessa furrowed her brows. After all this time at the Evans residence, she finally convinced Dylan to help her take revenge.

She didn't expect Dylan to have his hands full. Now, all she could do was wait for him to come back.

In truth, Tessa had also embarked on her journey in cultivation. Tessa lowered her gaze and looked at her

hands. She had all the nails trimmed, and her once silky smooth hands were now rougher.

As a woman, she couldn't stand how things had turned out and hated Matthew even more.

After learning Iron Fist and becoming a cultivator, Tessa discovered a whole new reality.

It turned out that there were cultivators in this world. With the Iron Fist she was taught, Tessa was

convinced she could take on Matthew and gain the upper hand. After all, no matter how strong Matthew was, he was no match for a cultivator.

Just to cover her bases, Tessa went with the safest option. She asked Dylan, the strongest combatant in the Evans family, to handle it.

Since Dylan had left, Tessa decided to wait for another hour. If he weren't back in 30 minutes, she'd take matters into her own hands.

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Standing at the entrance of Opulent Club, Matthew reassured Renae, "Don't be afraid. I'm here for you." Gazing at Matthew, Renae beamed. "I'm not scared anymore."

A car racing down the road suddenly came to a halt. The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground. With smoke pouring out, the pungent smell spread for quite a distance.

Seeing the familiar vehicle, Keith

gritted his teeth and snapped, "You'd better watch out, you rascal! This is the end for you. Dad is the strongest member of the Evans family. Don't come crying to me when you end up with a broken leg."

Matthew raised an eyebrow and continued chatting with Renae as if he hadn't heard a thing.

Seeing Matthew ignore him, Keith's expression turned livid. "Dad has arrived You won't even get a chance to plead for mercy. Just wait. This is the price you have to pay for messing with me."

Keith had just finished speaking when Dylan walked over. Spotting Keith's broken legs, Dylan instantly flew into a rage. "Who did this to you? I'm going to tear him apart."

Keith jabbed his finger at Matthew and shouted, "It's him, Dad! My leg is killing me. Take him down right now."

Dylan turned to look over. The moment he spotted Matthew, he was so shocked that his jaw fell. "How come it's you?"

It turned out to be Matthew. He

stormed into the Evans residence with Louis as his hostage and took everyone down. Even Justin, the head of the Evans family, got beaten up so badly that he was still lying in bed, recovering.

Matthew was too strong. Dylan didn't even have the courage to face him in a battle. Matthew narrowed his eyes. "You know me, but I have no idea who you are. If you're here to take me down, let's get this over with."

Keith impatiently shouted, "Get a move on and do something, Dad. Finish him and take revenge for me. We can't let anyone who messes with the Evans family off the hook."

Keith could barely finish his sentence when he took a solid slap on his face. Holding his cheek, Keith asked Dylan with disbelief, "Why did you hit me, Dad?"

Keith was blown away by what had happened. After coming to him, Dylan slapped him across the face instead of standing up for him. Everything was baffling to him.

Feeling exasperated, Dylan yelled, "Shut up!"

Matthew walked up to Dylan, and a wave of palpable killing intent surged toward Dylan.

As Matthew spoke, his words were chilling to the bones. "Are you here to take me out?"noveldrama

Overwhelmed by the murderous presence, Dylan found himself drenched in cold sweat. With his legs turned to jelly, he dropped to his knees with a thud.

"I'm not here to pick a fight. I just came to apologize for Keith. Please don't hold it against him and let him off the hook this time."