Dustin decided that Dahlia must have had nothing better to do. He tossed his head, washed up, and


    opened the door to the medical center as usual.


    As the door grated and groaned, a blood–soaked figure suddenly copsed on the floor of the room.


    The injured man was dressed in white, which was drenched in blood. He carried a broken sword on his


    back and appeared to have fainted for some time.


    Dustin approached the man to check him out, only to realize that it was Maximus Kane!


    “I did not recall hurting him yesterday. Or did I?” Dustin rubbed his chin in confusion. Although


    Maximus, ranked sixth on The Hundred Immortals, was not exactly the cream of the crop, he was still


    one of the best in tiny Swinton. How did he get himself beaten up this badly?


    “Consider yourself lucky.” Dustin mumbled and lifted Maximus into the medical center. After all, he


    couldn’t turn a blind eye to a dying man at the entrance of the medical center.


    Maximus suffered from multiple external injuries, but those were simple wounds that could be treated


    with some bandages. However, he suffered huge damage to his nerves, including the energy in his


    core. Whoever did this to him wanted to cripple him for good. Thankfully, years of extensive martial arts


    practice resulted in a solid foundation that protected Maximus from beingpletely crippled by the


    attack. With Dustin’s medical


    skills, he was confident to heal Maximus within a few weeks.


    First, Dustin gave Maximus an injection, followed by feeding the patient some medicine. About half an


    hourter, Maximus finally regained consciousness as he slowly opened his eyes.


    “Hey, you’re awake. How do you feel?” Dustin casually asked him.


    “Did you save me?” Maximus was a little taken aback. Last night, he sustained severe injuries and


    found a


    medical center on the street in between consciousness. Before he had a chance to knock on the door,


    he


    cked out at the entrance.


    “Who else? Do you see anyone around?” Dustin was a tad speechless at the thoughtless question.


    “Thank you.” Maximus struggled to get up and bow.


    Dustin forced him back onto the bed and chided him, “That’s enough. Stop moving around when you’re


    badly


    injured.”


    “He’s on the brink of death, yet he is hung up on manners. What’s wrong with this dude?” Dustin


    wondered.


    “You’re not bad at martial arts. So, how did you end up getting beaten up?” Dustin asked. Maximus


    clenched


    his teeth as he struggled to open up. “It’s fine. Don’t tell me if you don’t feel like it. I’m not that curious


    either.”


    Dustin waved at him dismissively and proceeded to leave.


    “Wait …” Maximus took a deep breath and finally confessed, “What you said yesterday was right. I had


    three


    fatal ws in my Illusory Sword Technique.”


    “Oh, really? Did you meet a worthy opponent that fast?” Dustin was quite surprised to learn that his


    prediction came true after he dropped a casual mention of the wed moves during the battle.


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    “It wasn’t just any stranger It was my mentor, Luther Williams! Maximus gritted his teeth, his face


    clouded


    by a grim expression.


    “Your mentor?” Dustin was astounded. “Why did he hurt you for no good reason?”


    “That’s because … I caught him having an affair with my female mentee!” Maximus said, filled with


    resentment. “I went home after the defeat, thinking to question Luther Williams about the ws in the


    technique he taught me, but instead, I caught him going at it with my young female mentee in the


    bedroom!”


    Maximus continued, “So, I kicked the door open out of anger and confronted him loudly. He was


    probably humiliated and provoked, and he fought me with his sword, shing me twice. I had no choice


    but to fight him with my sword. Silly me. I thought that, given my expertise in swordsmanship, I could at


    least fend off his attacks even if I couldn’t win.”


    Then, he hissed, “I realized how naive I was when we started fighting. It wasn’t practice or strength that


    Icked he took advantage of my wed moves! The third, ninth, and twenty–sixth moves. Whenever I


    put these moves into action, Luther was able to spot my ws and destroy me. It was at that moment I


    found out that Luther, the mentor I was so proud of, had set me up from the very beginning! I am


    nothing but a tool to him; he has never treated me from the heart. When I am upset at him, he’ll exploit


    my wed moves to kill me off and save himself from trouble!”


    Maximus‘ eyes reddened and brimmed with tears. He had always regarded his mentor as a father


    figure. Who would have thought that the kind and generous old man was nothing but a hypocrite?


    “Well what can I say, except that you have a scoundrel of a mentor?” Dustin shook his head


    sympathetically. Maximus‘ situation wasmonce in the martial arts world. History was full of


    cases where disciples and. mentors of the same guild tore each other apart. The human heart is the


    most deceitful of all things.


    “I’m fine with being taken advantage of. He could have sent me on a dangerous mission, and I would


    have taken on the task withoutining. But why? Why did he have to sully my female mentee?


    She’s my fiancée!” Maximus bellowed and smashed a hole in the wall out of rage.


    Dustin gaped at the confession. He opened his mouth a few times but was unable to speak.