Darko intentionally gave Nathan a goading look.
Nathan retorted with a cold voice, “I suggest you refrain from behaving like a scoundrel in front of me.”
Darko laughed loudly. “In front of you? No one knows who the h*ll you are. I've got my eyes on her, so you'd better disappear quietly, or I'll make you disappear.”
Darko's expression and tone turned vicious, leaving no doubt that he was threatening Nathan.
Blossom was flustered. She had only met Darko twice in Nightfire Underground City, so it came as a surprise to her that he had set his sights on her.
She couldn't help but panic at the sight of Darko threatening Nathan.
Nathan remained unfazed, but his gaze had turned cold.
Naturally, he wouldn't lower himself to teach Darko a lesson, so he called out coldly, “Colin!”
“Got it!” Colin replied.
He had been working under Nathan for years and was well aware of his temper. As soon as Nathan called his name, he knew what Nathan expected of him—to teach the scoundrel a lesson.
Without hesitation, he marched toward Darko.
Darko was taken aback by their response. His bounty hunter team consisted of over forty people, while Nathan's team only had four, including Blossom. He had never expected Nathan to make the first move.
An icy grin played on his lips as he watched Colin approach him. “Fool, he doesn't have the guts to take action, so he sent you here to die first.”
He nodded in Colin's direction, and two of his burly subordinates marched toward Colin.
Everyone in the main hall started cheering when they realized a fight would be happening.
Getting involved in physical altercations was normal for mercenaries, wandering warriors, and bounty hunters like them.
Even the guards who were tasked to maintain order at the main hall didn't bother putting a stop to the fight. They joined everyone else, eagerly waiting for the fight to begin.
Darko's subordinates exchanged cruel smiles as they advanced toward Colin, clearly planning to team up against him.
“Bullgoon, take this!”
“Hey, just die!”
They both spoke and took action at the same time, pouncing toward Colin like ferocious tigers.
The crowd was getting excited and about to cheer when Colin sprang into action.
Colin confronted his opponents head-on and swiftly grasped their necks, forcefully banging their heads together.
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