Out of the darkness, a burst of scorching fire exploded out of nowhere. Andrew's Inferno Strike grew more refined, and he could feel himself brushing against the barrier that led to the third stage. Once he broke through, the Inferno Strike would reach its ultimate form. The Eastonian assassin was startled, clearly intimidated by the power of Inferno Strike. However, he was also no ordinary fighter. His twin blades danced in front of him, scattering into a storm of steel. The crisscrossing energy formed a dense net, and though it shattered under Andrew's power, it bought him just enough time to retreat. Before he could even catch his breath, Andrew's cold voice echoed in his ear. "Take off your mask and surrender now. Or I'll send you straight to hell." Rage flared in the assassin's eyes as his blades cut out two gleaming arcs, but Andrew's figure was already gone. The next instant, Andrew was right in front of him, his fists crashing down one after another with increasing

That night, Harold and Elijah could not sleep. "Dad, is Hugo really dead?" Elijah asked, his face somewhat pale. Harold's expression darkened. "Most likely, yes. You saw Hakeem's reaction yourself. It was like losing his own arm. Hugo was his twin brother, and now he's gone. Looks like Andrew isn't someone we can underestimate." "But Hakeem and Hugo were the Chetvine Cunningham family's top killers," Elijah muttered, unable to accept it. "Those two were once feared everywhere as the Twin Assassins of Holtrien." Harold nodded slightly. "They're formidable, no doubt. But there's always someone stronger out there. Andrew is the King of Gabo Creek, and that's not just an empty title. We should be thankful the Knowles family didn't go head-to-head with him from the start, or the outcome could've been disastrous." Elijah snorted. "But this is Terror Town, not his home turf in Gabo Creek. If it comes down to a real fight, the Knowles family won't back down." Harold shook his head.

After what felt like an eternity, Elijah finally felt like he could breathe freely again. He opened his mouth, wanting to curse Andrew out. However, the words just would not come. Andrew's brutal display of power had shaken him to his core. Even the assassin from Chetvine, a martial saint-level fighter, had been effortlessly killed. Elijah could not bear to think what would happen if Andrew turned that violence on him. Despite being called the Prince of Terror Town, he was just a rich guy with no real power when facing someone like Andrew. Harold's face looked like a thundercloud ready to burst. He ordered coldly, "Report Hugo and Hakeem's deaths to the Cunningham family exactly as they happened. The Knowles family will stay completely neutral in whatever feud the Cunninghams have with Andrew." As the head of the family, Harold knew exactly what this meant. Andrew's strength was a wake-up call that hit him like a ton of bricks. The smartest play was to stay neutral and not pick

"Pathetic insect!" Andrew's eyes turned deadly cold as Benjamin lunged at him. After punching away the two bodyguards, he launched a vicious kick that connected with Benjamin's attacking hand. The impact shattered Benjamin's hand completely, with bone fragments jutting out through the skin. In an instant, he had become a cripple. He had never expected Andrew to be this ruthless. Benjamin stared at his mangled hand in shock before letting out an earth-shattering scream of agony. The remaining Langley family fighters charged at Andrew in a blind rage, but he stood perfectly still as his aura exploded outward like a shockwave. Within seconds, blood splashed everywhere as every single attacker went flying backward, coughing up crimson and writhing in pain. Benjamin collapsed to his knees, drenched in sweat and staring at Andrew in disbelief. "H-How are you this strong?" Andrew stood up calmly and straightened his suit jacket with deliberate slowness. Then, he walked over

Andrew had no idea what the Langley family was planning at that moment. Then again, even if he did, he would not have cared. Later, he and Natasha made their way to the Vostokoff residence on the outskirts of Terror Town. The Vostokoff family was just a minor clan in the area with virtually no influence or reputation. Natasha's return was not with any kind of welcome whatsoever. Instead, the family patriarch, Terrence Vostokoff, had an explosive reaction when he saw her. "You worthless woman! After all these years, you're still alive? Why did you come back? Do you want to drag the Vostokoffs into ruin by getting us killed by the Langleys?" Terrence was Natasha's own father, now well into his elderly years. As he cursed at her, he raised his hand to slap her across the face. Meanwhile, the rest of the Vostokoff family, including Natasha's mother, just stood there watching with cold indifference. "Dad, I…" Natasha's eyes filled with tears as the words caught in her throat.