Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2799

Another division head said coldly, "That's not something you need to worry about. Just now, not even a second after the one-day deadline passed, my people who'd been stationed outside Chetvine immediately moved out to find Andrew and Sheena."

The head of the assassination unit snorted coldly. "Even so, it's not enough! Don't you know how many enemies they're facing and how powerful those enemies are? Even Sergio, that Pseudo-Invincible, made a move himself!"

The division head across from him had gaunt cheeks and looked like a listless, lazy middle-aged man. However, the smile he revealed was cruel and vicious.

He said, "Of course, I know Sergio made a move. I also know Andrew and Sheena are facing many people and a desperate situation. That's exactly why I'm preparing to make my move too! Patriarch Donovan, I'll go ahead first! I can't guarantee Andrew and Sheena's safety or that they won't be harmed."

He continued, "But I can guarantee that if we encounter Sergio or Otto, at least one of them will die! Ideally, my entire division of 300 won't make it back alive. But in exchange, we'll bring back the heads of both family heads. You have my word on that, Patriarch Donovan!"

With that said, he turned and left without looking back, his black trench coat billowing as he departed from the Lloyd family estate.

As his coat flapped, one could see a gleaming blade tucked at his waist, an unsheathed sword.

This man was none other than the head of the shadow division, ranked third among the Lloyd family's ten division heads. However, third was his division's ranking, not his personal strength ranking.

His personal power was second among the Lloyd family's ten division heads. He was surpassed only by the most mysterious division head stationed overseas, the head of intelligence.

He himself was at the pre-martial god level.

Ten years ago, on the night Andrew and Reginald were ambushed, he had crossed blades with Sergio but lost in half a move.

Nonetheless, ten years had passed, and in his words, Sergio had grown old. And he, at 38, stood at a man's absolute peak. If he met Sergio again, he would show him what Pseudo-Invincible really meant.

It had nothing to do with real invincibility!

He had sharpened himself for ten years straight. And even though he carried a saber instead of a sword, the principle was the same.

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