Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1888

Scarlett had already figured out Joseph's weakness. She reached down and grabbed him below the belt, and Joseph gasped sharply, completely dazed, instantly losing all sense of place and reason.

From that moment on, whatever Scarlett said, he nodded along without hesitation.

Eric appeared silently, stepping out in front of them. Without a word, he slapped Joseph across the face twice until his cheeks were flushed red and his mind was spinning, then began his hypnosis.

Already a lust-driven fool, Joseph was no match for Eric's mind tricks. His willpower was pitiful compared to Andrew's, so Eric barely had to try before Joseph's mind was completely hijacked.

With a single command, the suggestion was planted: poison the two Yeager elders.

Thrilled, dazed, and with a lingering headache, Joseph eventually stumbled out of Scarlett's house.

Henry walked in with a slow clap, laughing. "Ms. Driscoll, you're something else!"

Scarlett slipped on her fur coat and replied, "Mr. Fischer, everything's in place. All that's left is the final push."

Henry grinned coldly. "Exactly. Just one last push! The Yeager elders? Please. If I could take down Jerome, what are two old relics to me?"

Scarlett rolled her eyes in disgust and suddenly said, "Mr. Fischer, feel free to stay. I need a shower. That little brat reeks. I feel like throwing up."

Henry chuckled. "That punk from the Yeagers is lucky, though. If I could've scored someone like you at his age, I would've bragged about it nonstop."

Eric cut in with a cold voice. "Disgusting."

Henry did not care and followed him out with a smirk.

…

Back at the villa atop Mount Zircon, Henry and Eric returned and sat on either side of Andrew.

Henry glanced at Andrew's face, who was in a particularly good mood. "Tomorrow we'll crush the Yeagers. Eric, you've done well this time. Say it… What do you want as a reward?"

Eric remained emotionless. "I don't want anything."

Henry shook his head. "Come on, that's not healthy. You keep closing yourself off like this… It's not good for you. Once this is over, I'll take you out for a break. Clear your mind."

Eric dismissed him flatly. "Not interested."

Henry's brow twitched, clearly irritated. However, he held it back and forced a smile. "How about I assign Andrew here to be your companion? You can use him however you want. He can take my place when you're in the mood to play."

Feeling the burning Flame Surge energy within his energy core, Andrew had a hunch that this first level of Inferno Strike was becoming increasingly full, and breaking through to the second level was not far off.

Andrew was not in a rush for the second level, Volcano Smash, because being anxious would not help. You could not force progress with Heavenly-tier martial arts. It was not like drinking water; you could not just gulp it down.

Martial arts training required taking things step by step. There were times when you could advance rapidly. However, those opportunities were rare and could not be forced, and they involved various chances and fortunes that could not be rushed.

He slowly exhaled a stream of heat and returned to his practice, waiting for tomorrow's decisive moment. Just then, a nimble black shadow slipped in through the balcony where Andrew had exited during the day.

The shadow moved fluidly with a slender, graceful figure, clearly a woman. As she approached, Andrew distinctly caught a refreshing, heart-stirring fragrance.

What the hell? For a moment, Andrew was speechless. He wondered if a burglar had broken into Henry's villa.

He remained perfectly still, observing the situation. Finally, the shadow approached him and pulled off her black mask.

"I finally found you, you troublemaker! I'm here to rescue you. Don't make a sound and come with me quickly!" She grabbed Andrew and started dragging him toward the exit.

Andrew was completely stunned.

It was actually Rowan!