Chapter 1174 Glad I Met You

• Robin kept his arm around Shirley as they walked toward the waiting convoy, the world around them fading to the periphery of their quiet bond.
• Mario, his voice simmering with rage, jabbed a finger toward Robin's retreating figure. "Simmond, cousin, kill him now!" His teeth ground together, fury painting his words with venom.
• Simmond's laugh was hollow, distant, as if the very sound repelled warmth. "Mario," he said, voice cutting through the tension, "do you even know who he is?" He raised an eyebrow, his words sharpening with disdain.