The crew looked at each other in disbelief. Who was this guy? He had the audacity to call the director by his name and demand him to come out here… Horace was one of the most respected directors in Lovellia. It was said that he had an extraordinary background, and even the top figures would treat him with respect. How dare this brat order him about? Even Simone and Camille were startled. Horace Timm was no ordinary person. Was it not inappropriate to demand his presence in front of the whole crew? The woman sneered. “How arrogant! Do you even know who he is? How dare you demand that Mr. Timm appear here for you? Ha! You’ve clearly lost your mind if you don’t know your place!” she said with a sneer and a face full of mockery. “When Mr. Timm gets here, you’re done for!” “Who let this brat in? This is no place for you to mess around! Get lost!” shouted someone from the crew. “You hit Rachel Zahn! Do you know who her boyfriend is? You’re really asking for trouble!”
Horace was not interested in hearing her out. He walked up to Dustin. “Mr. Fox, I sincerely apologize. I was inside discussing production matters with a few of the producers and wasn’t aware of what was happening outside,” Horace said apologetically. “I assure you that this will never happen again!” When Horace said that, the place fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked shocked, the entire set fell silent. Was this really the rumored “Steely Director?” With his status and reputation, he did not even bother with the big shots of Central Harbor! But he was bowing and apologizing to an unknown brat! The whole crew was stunned. If the word got out, this would definitely make headlines tomorrow! Rachel’s eyes widened. Who exactly was this guy? Why was Mr. Timm so respectful toward him? Simone and Camille were also shocked. They thought that Horace accepted the offer of the film only because he somehow knew Dustin. It seemed he was somehow lower than Dustin.
After resolving the conflict within the crew, Horace personally apologized to Camille along with a few producers.“Miss Camille, it was my oversight that led to this farce. I sincerely apologize,” Horace said as he bowed to Camille. Camille looked panicked, and she quickly waved her hands. “No, no, it was my own fault for not handling my relationship with everyone well. How could it be your fault, Mr. Timm?” she stammered. He was a famous director. It was shocking that he was apologizing to her like this. She wondered what kind of power Dustin possessed to humble the “Steely Director” himself. This completely shattered her understanding of the world. The first day of filming The Legend of the Swordsman 4 ultimately ended with the entire crew being restructured. In the evening, Dustin and Simone took Camille to a food truck to cheer her up. “Dustin, Simone, I know I’m a newcomer, and I don’t have any experience, but I also want to seize this opportunity…” Camille said d
“Was it you who hurt my woman?” The yellow-haired guy held a baseball bat, lifted his foot, and stomped on the table. He glared at Dustin.“You’re eating tacos? Eat my foot!” He kicked the table, and the food spilled everywhere. “You dare to mess with my woman. Do you want to die? Do you even know who I am? I’m the newly appointed sixth leader of the Serpentine Gang! Do you know about the Serpentine Gang? The Serpentine Gang is the law in Rivenesco! No matter how impressive you are, you better learn to keep your head down!” The yellow-haired glared at Dustin arrogantly. Dustin did not even look at him. “Drake,” he said softly. Whoosh! Someone appeared beside him instantly. This shocked the yellow-haired guy and his men. Who was this person? How did he appear so suddenly like a ghost? There was something dangerous about him. For a moment, the yellow-haired guy’s bravado faltered. “Get them home safely,” Dustin said to Drake.“Yes, My Liege,” Drake said respectfully
Dustin remained seated. He took out his phone and made a call. “I’m at a food truck across the street outside the filming studio. Come now,” he said indifferently. “On? Still calling for help?” said the yellow-haired guy mockingly. “You think people can help you on the Serpentine Gang’s turf? It’s pointless!” “He’s just putting on a show!” Rachel snorted. “The sisters left. Fine! I don’t care. But you can’t let him go!” Rachel pointed at Dustin angrily.“Babe, tell me what you want me to do.” The yellow-haired guy pulled her close by the waist and planted a kiss on her cheek. Rachel stared at Dustin and smiled sinisterly. “I want his hands!” The yellow-haired guy laughed.“That’s my girl! You’re so bold! Don’t worry. Even if you can’t act anymore, I can still give you a good life. I’m Brantley, after all.” “You want his hands? No problem!” he said. Brantley looked at his two lackeys behind him, who had knives. “Didn’t you hear what the lady said? Do it!” The two m
Was this really happening? This could only mean that this was a powerful person that even their leader was scared of! Rachel’s face reflected utter shock. As she stared at Dustin, her mind went blank. Who was he? Horace treated him with so much respect, and Ronald was on his knees before him. Why had she never heard of Dustin Fox before in Lovellia’s entertainment industry? Dustin let go of the paper cup and spilled the cheap tea on the food that had fallen to the ground. Ronald trembled. “Do you want the Serpentine Gang to be destroyed?” Dustin asked icily. “N-No…” Ronald said in fear. “I rushed here right after I received your call to put a stop to this farce!” Then, he shouted, “Brantley, kneel!” Brantley was terrified, and he had no courage in him to fight anymore. He was about to kneel, but Dustin waved him off. “No need.” “Thank you, Mr. Fox!” Ronald was delighted. “I called you here for one reason only,” Dustin said icily. “We’re having a shoot here tom
Ronald was shocked. Someone was watching them from the dark? He was a sixth grade fighter, but he had not even noticed it. “The abandoned child of the Wyatt family, huh?” asked a cold voice from the dark. Then, a man in black stepped forward. He was a lean, middle-aged man who looked gentle. The moment he showed up, Ronald sensed that he was facing a powerful enemy. This man gave off a powerful aura, and he felt great pressure from it. ‘He’s definitely at least a ninth grade fighter!’ Ronald thought grimly. Ninth grade fighters stood at the top of the pyramid in Rivenesco. They were also considered elites in Lovellia. They could even open their own organizations. “Who are you?” Dustin’s face remained indifferent as he asked. The man sneered and said, “I’m Gerald Black, the leader of Lord Barbenheim’s Blackguards.” Ronald’s face changed. Lord Barbenheim? The leader of the Blackguards was definitely a powerful person. After all, Lord Barbenheim governed Grayvale
Gerald narrowed his eyes. His murderous intent grew stronger. “I told you to wear the shackles and head to the Wyatt family to apologize. Are you deaf?” Dustin turned around and stared at Gerald indifferently. The indifference in his eyes made it seem as if he was looking at a corpse. Gerald did not seem to have noticed it. He was angry at being ignored. He sounded very intimidating as he said, “Either you wear the shackles and apologize to Lord Barbenheim, in which case you will die, but your family will be spared, or I will go back with your head, and your family dies too!” Dustin just looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. He was just a ninth grade fighter. Did he think he was this powerful? Dustin ignored him and turned to leave. “Die!” Gerald’s rage erupted. He shot forward to kill Dustin. Dustin heard the whoosh of the wind, but he did not turn around. Gerald felt even more furious at being ignored this way. He aimed for Dustin’s head and threw a