Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2267

Andrew's eyes flashed sharp as a blade, and he gave a cold snort. "The words Iron Cavalry are the ones I hate the most in my entire life. Luna, whatever we have between us, it's not friendship; it's just not completely terrible, that's all.

"So don't mistake shallow ties for deep ones. Whatever you want to say, I don't care to know, and if that's all, I'm leaving."

Luna stood frozen in place, her expression somewhat disbelieving. She could feel that the person before her was becoming more and more distant and unfamiliar with each step. Sure enough, that buried past had already formed irreparable wounds in his heart.

"Fine, I shouldn't have brought up things from the past, as there's no point. But I still have some questions. Why did you attack low-ranking officers like Brett when you came to the Martial Tower?"

Andrew sneered. "What now? You want to stand up for the Harding family? Or is the military planning to step in and accuse me, too?"

Luna panicked and quickly shook her head. "That's not it, and I would never side with the people who are targeting you. I just think you shouldn't have attacked Brett and the others.

"Like it or not, they're still part of the Harding family. Hurting them only makes more enemies for you, and it doesn't gain you anything."

Andrew's tone was icy. "Forget hurting him. I could have killed him outright. In Martial Tower, strength is the only law, and the Hardings, along with Kyrie, are nothing but trash who can't touch me. And you're wrong. I didn't actually hurt Brett or any of those small fry."

Luna's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

Andrew's voice was indifferent. "Go ask the medics. If spitting a little blood counts as injury, then today's soldiers are worthless, no better than lambs waiting for slaughter. Ten years ago, what Brett went through would've been a daily drill for me."

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