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An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 1213
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Chapter 1213: Gift In A Bottle

“Boy, how are you holding up? I arrived just in time, didn’t I?” The tipsy wanderer inquired.

As they made their way back to their vehicle, the drunkard sat cross-legged, happily sipping wine from a bottle.

Dustin shrugged. “If you hadn’t shown up, they are all dead for sure.”

“Are you kidding me?” the drunkard chided, scrutinizing Dustin from head to toe. He smirked and continued, “You

used the Rhys family’s secret technique to forcibly break through your limits. Now that the time limit is up, you’re

about to face the backlash. If I hadn’t appeared, you might have been in serious trouble already.”

Indeed, the Rhys family’s secret technique could elevate one’s power, but it came at a significant cost. It drained

one’s vitality and left the user severely weakened afterward. At this moment, if an enemy took advantage of

Dustin’s weakened state, he could be in grave danger.

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“Old man, you’ve got a keen eye,” Dustin admitted with a smile. He no longer concealed it and removed the silver

needle from the back of his head.

Instantly, it felt as if all the energy and vitality had been drained from his body. His once-powerful aura had

plummeted, leaving him weak and feeble. His complexion turned pale, his eyes bloodshot, and his limbs felt sore

and weak, as if he had been completely drained of energy.

As Gregory had mentioned, the Rhys family’s secret technique could temporarily boost one’s strength, but it came

with severe side effects. If it weren’t for the need to defeat Ronald, Dustin wouldn’t have resorted to it.

“Come on, have a sip of wine to revitalize yourself,” the drunkard offered, handing over the flask in his hand.

Dustin, took a sip. The potent wine coursed down his throat, igniting a fiery warmth that provided some relief to his

weakened body.

Clearly, the wine had been spiked.

“Boy, I’ve got something to discuss with you,” the drunkard said, reclining lazily in his seat. “I have an old friend

who’s run into a bit of trouble. I’ll need to leave for a while.”

“Leave? Where are you headed?” Dustin inquired, puzzled.

“Stonia,” Gregory replied simply.

“Stonia?” Dustin furrowed his brow. “Old man, with your popular identity, going to that place could spell trouble.

Even though the events from ten years ago were resolved, old enemies may still be looking out for you.”

“Boy, when have I, Gregory, ever been afraid of trouble? You underestimate me,” the drunkard retorted casually.

Dustin persisted. “When do you plan to leave?”

“Sooner rather than later. I’m departing in 1 minute,” Gregory declared calmly.

“So hastily?” Dustin questioned.

“Lives are at stake. There’s no time to waste,” the drunkard replied.

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Then, as he remembered something, he reach for a small bottle from his bag and handed it to Dustin. “Tomorrow is

your birthday. Well, consider this my birthday gift to you.”

“Oh? Since when did you become so generous?” Dustin asked, genuinely surprised.

“I don’t know when I’ll be back, so I thought I’d leave something for you,” Gregory explained.

“What’s inside?” Dustin’s curiosity was piqued.

Half of his medical knowledge came from the drunkard, and he was well aware of the old man’s eccentricities.

“This is called the Dragon Spirit Tiger Pill. It’s my secret formula. It enhances certain…’abilities’ and restores

‘manhood’. The effects are remarkable and is one of a kind in the world!” The drunkard proclaimed with pride.

Dustin was taken aback. “What the heck! ?”

He had expected some sort of miraculous elixir but was surprised by the nature of the gift.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been married for several years without any…developments. It’s likely you’re facing some

issues with that thing dangling between your legs. This little treasure is just what you need to make that thing useful

and productive. It will restore your manhood.” the drunkard explained with seriousness.