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An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori (official version)

Chapter 566
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Chapter 566

At that moment, Dylan suddenly shot up as he slammed the table. He bellowed, “Tyler Grant, don’t

think you can act as you please just because you have some talent. We’re not easy targets!”

“Who are you? Do you have the right to talk to me?” Tyler gave him a cold glance.

“Hmph! Listen up!” Dylan straightened his chest and held his head up high. “My name is Dylan

Harmon

I’m currently a high–ranking commander of the Dark Panther Cavalry. I’ve fought over a dozen

wars and slain hundreds of men!”

“A mere commander is challenging me? Where did you get your courage? You’re not even a deputy

general. Tyler spoke indifferently.

“Even though I’m only a commander, Scarlet Spanner is my general! I don’t believe you’d dare

challenge the Goddess of War!” Dylan responded arrogantly.

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“Scarlet Spanner? Tyler frowned slightly, finally betraying a hint of emotion. As Dragonmarsh’s first

Goddess of War, Scarlet had not only achieved incredible feats, she came from an influential

background and possessed unparalleled martial skills. He indeed considered himself inferior to her.

However, that was only for now. He was confident of surpassing her within ten years.

“What? Are you afraid?” Dylan was pleased. “Are your legs weak just by hearing her name? Let me tell

you. Don’t think you can look down on people just because of your little achievements. Just so you

know, the world is a big place, and there are many people better than you out there!” As soon as he

said that, the Harmons clapped in agreement.

“Nicely said!”

“So what if he’s General Lionheart? He still needs to bow down to the Goddess of War!”

“Ha! You must feel ashamed now after acting so outrageously, huh?”

Seeing Tyler being humiliated, the Harmons were filled with renewed spirits, coming out of their

distress.

“He’s indeed my son. He managed to put Tyler in his place with a few words.” Standing in the front

rows, Jacob had a proud look on his face. As his son stood in the limelight, he also basked in the

glory.

“That’s right. Without Dylan here today, nobody would have been able to go up against Tyler.”

Trent flashed a wide smile.

A few other older Harmon family members were also filled with awe. “With a son like him, the

Harmons would be elevated to a higher standing!”

For a moment, Dylan became the center of attention, incomparable to anyone else. Everyone present

thought highly of him.

“Hey! What are you still standing there for? Take your men and leave immediately! Don’t disrupt the

party!” Dylan stepped forward and gestured with his chin, a look of arrogance on his face. A talented

genius? General Lionheart? In the end, he still ended up stepping all over Tyler.

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Suddenly, Tyler dissolved into laughter. “Do you think you can scare me by using Scarlet’s name?”

“What? Aren’t you going to show deference to the Goddess of War?” Dylan rebuked sharply.

“Scarlet Spanner is different from you. You’re nothing but her dog! What makes you think you can show

off here?” Tyler sneered.

“Y–you, you dare humiliate me?” Dylan’s expression darkened.

“So what if I do? Get lost before I slice your head off!” Tyler exclaimed.

Dylan erupted in fury. “You’re seeking death!” He stepped lightly, launching a powerful punch as he

shot forward. He knew Tyler was a formidable opponent and had exerted all his strength into the

punch. He planned on striking first and ending the fight with a single blow.

“Dylan, no!” Hector’s expression shifted as he tried to stop him, but it was too late.

“What a fool.” In the face of Dylan’s attack, Tyler only looked at him in contempt. With a simple

point of the finger, he struck Dylan’s chest.

A muffled explosion was heard as Dylan flew a good 30 feet back before crashing on the floor. It

was as if he was hit by a truck. For a moment, he turned pale and spat out blood.