Facing Andrew at that moment, Leslie could not explain why, but she did not dare to make a single provoking remark. Luna walked out, speaking in a flat tone. "Let's go. I've repaid Governor McCormick's favor." Leslie snorted coldly. "General, look at him. He's clearly at his limit but still putting on a tough act." Luna's expression remained indifferent. "Men are creatures with a foolish recklessness built into their very bones. Andrew is one of the worst examples of it. Let's see what he can do. This helpless rage might be the last thing keeping him standing." Leslie sneered. She was about to add her own mocking comments, but her phone suddenly rang. It was an encrypted military call. Leslie did not answer immediately. Instead, she glanced at Luna. "General, it's from Colonel Saunders. Looks like something's going on." Luna frowned. "It's not even wartime. What could Intelligence possibly have that's urgent? Answer it and find out." According to military protocol, re

The first thing Victoria did after waking up from her coma was smile and ask Andrew to take her home. She told Andrew not to worry and to leave everything to fate. Andrew did not say anything. However, he silently scoffed. 'Fate? I don't believe in that. I only believe in my own strength!' The convoy of luxury cars rolled through the Peck residence gates. Miles and Liliana stood stiffly at the entrance, their faces tense. The people arriving were some of the most influential figures in Blumedale, and any one of them was someone they would have to greet with full respect. Among them was George, who stood silently at the back of the group, dressed in black and leaning on a cane. Freya held an umbrella over him to shield him from the drizzle, her expression calm and unreadable. Andrew walked through the gates and said without looking back, "The rest of you don't need to come in. I don't want to disturb Victoria's rest. Just wait outside." Duncan, Ryder, George, and the othe

At the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce headquarters building, both Dragon Kings sat silently in the spacious office, waiting anxiously and impatiently. The wait was unbearable, and Ronald, the Onyx Dragon King, let out a cold snort. "Andrew's getting more and more disrespectful toward us." Ronald sneered. "Aaron, I thought you only cared about money, not people. As long as you're paid enough, you don't fear anyone. Remember last time when Andrew went after Scarlett? I wouldn't help, but you were quick to step up. So why are you suddenly playing the coward this time?" Aaron shot him a cold glance before smirking. "Ronald, don't play the saint. We're the same. You can't tell me you weren't tempted by Andrew's 50 billion. You can act high and mighty all you want, but money like that? Nobody says no to it." Ronald's jaw tightened. "Who the hell wouldn't want that kind of money? But he's lost his mind. He wants to kill the head of the Driscoll family. That's Maurice, one of Blumedal

Half an hour later, Andrew left the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce building. The others left soon after, leaving only Ronald and Aaron at the back. "Ronald, you alright?" Aaron asked, for once showing a hint of concern. Ronald had wiped the blood from his face, but at the question, his expression twitched. "Do I look alright? I almost got the crap beaten out of me, literally. Aaron, if you don't know how to talk, just keep your mouth shut." Aaron said, "We've always been enemies and can't stand each other. But honestly, watching you get smacked around just now… I did feel a little bad for you." "Fuck off," Ronald shot back, his voice dripping venom. Aaron snorted coldly, "I'm not here to trash-talk with you. Let's talk business now. I'm betting everything on Andrew's side!" Ronald's face was dark. "Do I have a choice? I couldn't back out now even if I wanted to." Aaron grinned. "Maybe he really can bring down the Driscoll family. A martial saint is the real deal, a le

Diego's eyes lit up. "Tim, so you mean… We wait and see?" Timothy nodded, then shook his head, looking very much like a master strategist. "Not just wait and see! If Andrew turns out to be a useless waste who gets crushed by the Driscolls in just a few moves, then we need to strike fast to show our loyalty and earn merit! "But if Andrew really is as formidable and troublesome as they say, then we will pay lip service while secretly preserving our strength! Our people aren't cheap, and we're not stupid enough to lead the charge for someone else." Diego chuckled. "That's my boy. We'll do it your way." Timothy's thin lips curved into a half-smile. "That said, I do want to meet Andrew face-to-face someday. The Hopkinses rarely get involved in Blumedale affairs, so I've never had the chance to size up this so-called rising star. Honestly, I doubt he's as amazing as the rumors say. These days, most so-called prodigies are just hype, nothing worth mentioning." Diego appreciated his