“How do you n to deal with this, Mr. Harmon?” Dustin asked.


    “Since the Dark Lord is drawing near, I’ll have to make arrangements in advance. Just to be prepared,


    I’ll spare no expense to hire skilled martial artists to guard the house,” Hector dered in all


    seriousness.


    Not only was the Dark Lord exceptionally skilled in martial art, but he was also aplished in the


    mystic arts. The Harmon family’s shadow guards alone were no match for him, so he would need to


    hire backup. Not only will this strengthen their forces, but it would also minimize potential losses for the


    Harmons.


    “Mr. Harmon, the Dark Lord will not act alone. He has many disciples, and each one of them possesses


    remarkable skills. You will have to consider that too,” Dustin reminded.


    “Yes, I’ll take note of that. The Harmon family will be under strict security measures for the next few


    days to prevent any unwanted visitors.” Hector nodded.


    “Dad, I remember Grandfather saying that we have a trump card. What is it?” Natasha asked out of the


    blue.


    “It’s a person,” Hector replied, his voice lowered.


    “A person? Who is it?” Natasha’s curiosity was piqued.


    “There are five ultimate grandmasters in Balerno-Paul Hill, Zachary Graves, Ronald Reeds, rence


    Lawson, and Michael Robinson. The person I’m talking about is none other than one of the five ultimate


    grandmasters, Michael Robinson!”


    Hector’s words shocked both Natasha and Dustin.


    “The grandmaster Michael Robinson?” Natasha’s eyes widened in extreme astonishment.


    The five ultimate grandmasters of Balerno were formidable figures with reputations that extended


    across the entire nation! They were like towering mountains, magnificent and awe- inspiring, yet


    seemingly out of reach. When faced with grandmasters, the presence of regr people and low-level


    martial artists was no different from those of ants. There was even a widely circted saying that


    everyone below the level of a grandmaster was like ants, and this went to show the immense power of


    a grandmaster.


    It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that any one of the five ultimate grandmasters alone could easily


    wipe out the entire Harmon family. So, when Natasha heard her father say that their trump card was


    Michael Robinson, her first reaction was shock, followed by doubt.


    “Dad, you’re not joking, are you? How do we have a connection with Michael Robinson?” Natasha


    asked, both surprised and skeptical.


    “The Harmon family has had its time of glory. What’s the surprise in us having connections with some


    big shots?” Hector calmly sipped on his tea.


    “Dad, what does he look like? Does he look imposing?” Natasha began to gossip.


    “I’m not entirely sure how he looks. I haven’t met him in person, either. Your grandfather’s the only one


    who knows. Your grandfather helped him ten years ago, so he owes us a favor,” Hector


    exined


    “The favor of a grandmaster martial artist is priceless! With Michael Robinson backing us up, dealing


    with the Dark Lord would be a piece of cake!” Natasha looked overjoyed. “Dad, why haven’t you used


    this valuable trump card earlier? We wouldn’t have to worry so much then.”


    Over the years, the Harmons had been oppressed by the Dark Lord. Every year, several bizarre deaths


    would happen in the family, wreaking havoc and instilling fear in their hearts. The Harmons would have


    long since fallen if they had not been so strong and resilient.


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    “I, too, would like to get rid of the Dark Lord once and for all, but your grandfather had given me strict


    instructions that unless the safety of the entire Harmon family is at stake, I am not to use the favor.”


    Hector shook his head.


    The Harmons could only ask for Michael’s help once. It only made sense that they should not waste the


    opportunity on trivial matters. Besides, the Dark Lord had always been cautious, acting in the dark and


    never showing his face to anyone. Even someone as powerful as Michael would find it arduous to


    catch him. For a cat to catch the mouse, the mouse had to firste out of hiding…


    “Dad, the Dark Lord could barge through our doors at any moment now! Are we still not going to use


    it?” Natasha insisted. She was impressed by her father’s resilience.


    “There’s no rush. I have my ns,” Hector said calmly before adding, “When the timees, all it


    takes is a signal from our end, and Michael will be here in no time.”