Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3243

The members of the Cunningham family stood around watching, all of them extremely cautious. Many of them finally relaxed once Andrew left and collapsed weakly onto the ground.

Every single member of the Cunningham family had been on edge from the moment Andrew arrived at the Cunningham residence up until he defeated Wyatt. To them, it felt like they were dancing on the edge of a blade, without a single second of relief.

Now that the pressure was finally gone, they realized just how exhausted their bodies truly were.

After settling the injured family members, Conrad walked off alone and sat on the ground, staring into space.

Andrew had just said that their brotherhood was finished, and everything felt like fate playing its hand. He lowered his head and let out a self-mocking smile.

Everyone in the family had survived, and even Otto and Wyatt, whom he thought would surely die, were still alive. Yet, he felt no joy at all.

The Lloyd family was bound to rise again, and as a royal bloodline, the gap between them and the Cunningham family would only grow wider.

As for Andrew, it was easy to imagine that he would become Holtrien's one and only legend. By then, even if Conrad became the head of the Cunningham family, he would never again find someone he could truly follow with conviction and peace of mind.

Philip walked over and patted his shoulder. "Silly brat, are you still thinking about what Andrew said when he left?"

Conrad nodded. "Mr. Turman, I really am stupid. I don't deserve to be Andrew's friend."

Philip sighed. "Whether he considers you a friend or not is no longer that important. But at the very least, for your sake, Andrew left the Cunningham family a way out. Otherwise, judging by his resolve today, Otto and Grand Elder Wyatt would have died without question."

Conrad stood there in silence. In the end, he nodded heavily. He said, "I'll lead the Cunningham family well, and in the coming great war, we will follow him with everything we have and fight by his side."

Philip smiled. "I'm glad your head finally cleared a little. That will do. I am leaving. As for Grand Elder Wyatt, I don't want to talk to him once he recovers. That man is exactly the kind of scheming old fox people warn you about, and I don't like him."

Conrad replied awkwardly, "Alright. Mr. Turman, let me see you out."