Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1894

Andrew instantly recognized the overwhelming presence that had suddenly descended. If his guess was correct, it had to be Edwin, the head butler of the McCormick family.

Edwin was a martial saint nearly as formidable as Henry.

The outcome of the battle was now uncertain, but none of that mattered to Andrew anymore. Speeding forward, he quickly reached Goldridge's main gate.

Freedom was just one step away.

However, the gates were heavily guarded, with law enforcers and martial experts inspecting every vehicle. Traffic was already piled up in a massive jam.

Andrew drove halfway. Then, he abandoned the car and continued on foot. He brazenly carried Eric over his shoulder for all to see.

The city gate guards and martial artists immediately became alert when they spotted Andrew.

"Stop right there!"

However, Andrew's face remained expressionless as he showed no intention of stopping. He was going to force his way through the checkpoint.

More than a dozen rifles poked out from the walls, their barrels aimed directly at him.

A voice full of rage thundered down from above. "One more step, punk, and you'll be shot full of holes!"

Andrew looked up and could not help but grin.

It was Riker, the big oaf from the Hidden Dragons, who had been the unlucky guy Andrew had fooled before.

"Mr. Lamar, what are you doing?" Andrew asked, pretending not to know.

Andrew's eyelid twitched.

Who the hell was this reckless?

In the brief, deadly silence, an ice-cold voice rang out from the city wall. "Andrew, take your man and go first. Leave the rest to me!"

Andrew was stunned! He looked up to see the graceful Victoria standing on the city wall, though no one had noticed when she had arrived. Even Andrew could not figure out how she had gotten there.

"Victoria, you…" Andrew was overjoyed and had just started to speak when Victoria suddenly moved, instantly creating multiple afterimages before grabbing Riker and lifting him up.

"Spare me, please! Don't kill me. I don't know anything, I haven't done anything! I didn't mess with you or cause trouble in Blumedale… Please spare my life!"

The burly brute was dangled helplessly in Victoria's slender hand like a chicken, his face twisted in fear as he begged for his life.