Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2096

Right now, no one looked more miserable than Henry. He shouted in panic, "Mr. McDaniel Senior, Your Eminence, we can't retreat! We have to kill Andrew first, or he'll become a disaster waiting to happen!"

Nicholas said with a dark expression, "No one is allowed to make another move. This is McDaniel family territory, and I'll make the decisions here."

Henry clenched his teeth so hard they almost cracked, and he nearly cursed out loud. He turned to Andrew, his expression livid.

He met Andrew's ice-cold eyes, and a chill stabbed straight through his mind. He trembled for no reason, opened his mouth, and realized he did not dare make a sound.

Andrew growled, "You all had your fun, but I'm just getting started!"

Seeing that Dorian was about to take Shiloh away, he suddenly moved sideways and stood in front of the stone platform, his face full of contempt.

Dorian shouted grimly, "Andrew, get out of the way! And don't kid yourself… If even all of Holtrien's martial arts world dared cross the Crimson Flame Cult, it would still be a dead end."

Beneath the black robe, Alistair's eyes were unreadable as he stared at Andrew. "Young man, before you decide, you had better consider whether you truly have the ability. You are monstrous, yes, but the world has never lacked monsters. In the face of absolute, suppressive power, you're just asking for death if you don't know when to stop."

With those words, his black robe fluttered, and his martial emperor aura was revealed.

Andrew's smile gradually became more ferocious. "Your Eminence, you're indeed very strong! The Crimson Flame Cult clearly has pull, enough to make waves even here in Holtrien. But unfortunately for you, you ran into me. The more arrogant people get, the more I like to push back. Besides, Shiloh is mine. If your Cult wants to lay a finger on her, I'm obligated to show you where I stand."

Under Alistair's ever-darkening gaze, Andrew let out a cold laugh. "So, dream on!"

Eric stared, stunned by the man in front of him. When Andrew went hard, he really did look sharp as hell. Even as Jerome's adoptive son, he would not have the guts to speak so boldly to a martial emperor.

"Kill him!" Alistair snapped, wasting no more words as he ordered Dorian forward. "If Andrew wants death so badly, then send him on his way."

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