My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

Dustin's face turned cold with anger. His killing intent turned Zion quiet.

"Yes. It's true that I wanted to investigate the case of the Fox family, but it's impossible to investigate that case. I'm just a branch leader in Grayvale. Even if you get the regional leader of the West to come and investigate, he can't do anything!" "If I ask you to investigate, it's not just empty words," said Dustin indifferently.

Thud!

He threw something in front of Zion.

Zion looked at it and was stunned.

It was a token that seemed to be a bit worn out.

He frowned, picked the token up, and looked at it.

After he saw the engraving "Supreme" on the token and the dragon logo below it, he was shocked. His eyes widened.

His hands shook so much that he almost dropped the token.

"It's...the Martial League's Supreme Token!" Zion exclaimed in disbelief.

He held the token and looked at it to make sure that he was not just seeing things. A wave of shock surged within him.

The Martial League's Supreme Token...

Only the leader of the Martial League could own this token.

For the members of the Martial League, the token was akin to an imperial decree. It was an unyielding, irrefutable command!

Zion could not believe that Dustin had tossed out the Martial League's Supreme Token casually.

"Didn't the Martial League's Supreme Token go missing with the disappearance of the leader of the Martial League a decade ago? Why is it in his hand?" asked the person beside Zion in shock. Zion raised his head and looked at Dustin while his thoughts raced.

He was a Martial Saint at such a young age...

Could it be that...

"Someone gave this token to me and told me it could come in handy in the Martial League," Dustin said casually.

Zion and the others opened their mouths wide.

It could come in handy?

This token could be used to command the whole Martial League!

Did Dustin not know what kind of uproar this token could cause?

'Did the missing leader of the Martial League give it to him?' Zion thought as waves of surprise rose in his heart.

When someone held the Martial League's Supreme Token, there was almost no one in the martial world who would dare show disrespect to that person.

Who exactly was the surviving descendant of the Fox family?

"Zion, are you not going to take my order?" Dustin asked.

"I, Zion Larson, the branch leader of Grayvale, accept your order! Master Fox, please give your command!" Zion held the token in both hands and knelt before Dustin.

He never imagined that one day he would hold the Martial League's Supreme Token and act in its name.

"I'll pass you the token temporarily to

investigate the truth of the Fox

family massacre that happened twenty years ago. If anyone dares to stop you, just show them this token and get rid of them!" Dustin said.

"I accept your instructions!" Zion said in agitation.

The Fox family massacre was a wound that deeply hurt him. He had long wanted to investigate it.

Who else could stop him when he had the Martial League's Supreme Token in his hand?

The Martial League was a unique force. If the top forces in Lovellia did not intervene, there was no one else who could restrain him.

"Master Fox, the General of the West

has already commanded the Western Forces to depart, and they will arrive in Grayvale soon. How are you going to deal with them? Zion asked worriedly.

He treated Dustin as the future leader of the Martial League.

After all, the Martial League and the military department were two different systems. "You don't have to worry about that. You can leave now." Dustin waved to dismiss him. "Understood."

Zion and the others dared not question him further. They took the token and left warily. Dustin looked at the heads of the Harmon family members with hatred in his eyes. The Harmon family was destroyed, and only the General of the West remained. He sneered.