Seeing Riker make direct threats, Aspen's temper flared up instantly as she snapped coldly, "Big-head freak, quit trying to intimidate people! If you've got the guts, try laying a finger on us!" Lauren looked completely unafraid of stirring up trouble and snorted coldly. "That's right! Are the Hidden Dragons really that impressive? Go ahead and touch us. Let's see what happens!" Francesca's eyes turned menacing as she declared, "Honey, why should we be scared of these worthless Hidden Dragons? Lead us, and we'll fight our way out of here together!" Andrew felt a wave of secondhand embarrassment. These three ladies had gotten way too bold, or maybe just way too reckless. This was not really surprising, though, since their martial arts skills had made decent progress recently. They had been constantly frustrated by not having anywhere to really show off their abilities. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they wanted Andrew to take charge so they could have an epic, all-out

Andrew replied calmly, "Victoria is a woman who could beat your brains out." Riker let out a sinister laugh. "Is that so? Well, I'll be waiting to see that! Now let's head back and fulfill the conditions we agreed on earlier. You can't shortchange me on a single thing. Otherwise, I'll skin you alive and show you what it means to wish you were dead." Andrew suddenly asked, "From the Goldridge city gate, my people should be able to reach the highway by now, right?" Riker was taken aback and reluctantly replied, "You can barely protect yourself, yet you're still worried about your women. You really are quite the romantic! I might as well tell you. Yes, they can reach the highway by now. Your people don't matter anyway. No one's chasing them. You, on the other hand, should be worrying about yourself." Andrew grinned and said, "Good, so they made it to the highway. That means I can stop holding back. And now I can blow your damn head off, Riker." In one sharp move, Andrew smash

Henry brought Andrew to a private villa nestled on Mount Zircon in Goldridge. It was a luxury estate perched in one of the city's most exclusive areas. "Nice place!" Andrew commented with genuine appreciation. His eyes swept the area and spotted the creepy Eric. The guy was dressed in flowing teal robes with wide sleeves, and his long hair covered half of his feminine features. Anyone who did not know better would think he was in the middle of a costume play shoot. "Have a seat!" Henry's expression remained neutral as he politely gestured for Andrew to sit down. Andrew took a seat and said bluntly, "Mr. Fischer, after all this chaos, you might as well just tell me what exactly you are after." Henry walked over to the wine cabinet and poured two glasses of red wine. He offered one of the glasses to Andrew, but the latter shook his head, indicating he was afraid it might be poisoned and refused to drink. Henry did not seem bothered and simply handed the glass to Eric ins

Henry looked at Andrew's unfocused eyes and smiled. He said, "Phantom Mirage really is incredible! No wonder Jerome treated it like a top-tier technique and kept it locked away." Eric responded flatly, "As long as he's alive, you won't be able to take full control of Goldridge's headquarters." Henry shook his head. "Now that he's escaped, there's no point talking about it, but the injuries he sustained are fatal. Combined with the Frostblossom poison, he'd be crippled even if he survives. A crippled leader means nothing to me!" Eric warned, "You know what kind of martial arts prodigy Dad is. I advise you not to get too overconfident. Besides, there's another secret technique in his residence. Mr. Fischer, haven't you always coveted that Inferno Strike technique? Did you find it?" Henry's brow furrowed tightly. "I didn't find it. We turned that entire side hall upside down and found nothing at all. Right now, my people are searching for the rest of the headquarters, hoping to lo

After their little "session", Henry left the villa. Eric got dressed and wandered into the kitchen to brew himself a cup of coffee. He took his time, dragging out every movement before finally returning to Andrew. "You're pretty good-looking… It's just too bad that you're such a blockhead!" Eric said with a smirk as he stared at Andrew's blank face. 'You're the blockhead, you freak! You twisted, fake-ass, genderless mess...' Andrew cursed inwardly. He wanted to slap Eric so badly, but he held back. He kept his calm while his mind raced, trying to figure out how to get Eric to leave with him willingly. However, using force would trigger Henry. Once they teamed up again, Andrew could be thrown right back under hypnosis. So for now, he had no choice but to sit still and wait for the right moment. After sipping his coffee, Eric began another round of hypnosis. He sat directly in front of Andrew, and once again, those hypnotic spirals flickered in his eyes. A strange sensati