Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3252

With a choking sound, another massive spray of blood burst from Pablo's throat.

His hands trembled as he lifted them and clamped desperately over his shattered jaw, trying to stop the bleeding.

"H-How did you… find my… my only… weak point?"

Kneeling on the ground, Pablo struggled to speak as he felt his life slipping away bit by bit. He did not feel fear, nor panic.

There was only exhaustion on his face, and his hollow gaze rested on Andrew.

He had lost.

For the first time in his life, he had lost. Moreover, he might not even survive it.

However, he was the head of the Hearst royal family. Besides him, the Hearst family had Nate and three other martial gods. Hence, there were five martial gods in total holding down the fort.

This was the undeniable honor and strength of the Hearst family. Even now, they were at the peak of their power.

If not for the Lloyd royal family producing a monster like Reginald, the Hearst family's glory would have been the brightest among the three royal families.

Yet, the number one of the Hearst family had been defeated just like that.

With those words finished, Pablo closed his eyes, and his breathing grew infinitely weak.

Philip rushed over and checked his breathing, utterly shocked. He exclaimed, "Oh no! You really killed him! "

He added, "Andrew, this trouble might actually be huge now. Even though Pablo said the Hearst family wouldn't hold you accountable, his death is going to be major news in Holtrien! There's no way this ends quietly."

Andrew, who had been standing firm, suddenly staggered forward two steps.

Blood sprayed once more from his mouth. He wiped it away and said coldly, "So be it. They brought this upon themselves."