Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3361

Nyx was a martial god-level assassin, and she was one of Andrew's people. That alone was enough to make any enemy feel a chill down their spine. After all, she had once saved the old martial god of the Cavendish royal family.

Asher spoke up, "Mr. Miller, please, for the sake of my family, let this one go. Ms. Kerrigan is an honored guest of the Cavendish royal family. Be the bigger man here and stand down."

Jakob's expression turned ugly. He let out a cold snort, ready to walk out entirely. He had already figured that the Cavendish royal family was siding with Andrew and Nyx. Even though he was a representative of the Divine Dragon Order, it did not matter.

Andrew's voice cut through the tension, calm and flat. "Jakob, don't go yet. Sit down. I've got an important plan to lay out, and I'm going to need you to help execute it."

Jakob spun around, fury rising in his voice. "Andrew, get this straight: I don't take orders from you. And you sure as hell aren't the supreme leader of Holtrien. Nobody's obligated to listen to you."

Andrew stared back at him, cold and unbothered. "Then what are you even doing here? Throwing a tantrum? We're both supposedly here to serve Holtrien, so the least you could do is hear out my plan."

Asher quickly smoothed things over with a smile. "Mr. Miller, have a seat. Let's hear what Mr. Lloyd has in mind."

Jakob straightened up, eyes sharp as ice, and said, "I'll say it again: I'm not some low-level grunt, and I'm sure as hell not taking orders from him. If you want me to do something, the order should come from someone within the Divine Dragon Order."

Asher went quiet, his expression darkening. Beside him, Atticus frowned slightly because he could tell that Jakob and Andrew were not on the same page.

Andrew stood up fast, pointing straight at Jakob. "Who the hell do you think you are, putting on a show like this? Back when I was running with the Divine Dragon Order, you were probably still out somewhere playing in the dirt. What, you think being part of the Divine Dragon Order makes you special?"

The Cavendish royal family's fighters surged forward in alarm, trying to intervene, but Andrew was faster.

He planted his foot down hard on Jakob's chest, pinning him to the floor. He looked down at Jakob the way someone looks at a dead man walking as he growled, "You have two options: I end you here, or you get up, sit down, and do what you're told. You've got three seconds. Three… One…"

Jakob nearly passed out on the spot. "I pick the second one! I'll sit down and listen. Just back off! Damn it, didn't you say three seconds? Why did you jump from three straight to one?"

That pitiful outburst was enough to make more than a few members of the Cavendish royal family bite back a laugh. At the same time, they looked at Andrew with undisguised shock.

This man truly dared to kill, even if the other party came from the Divine Dragon Order.