Mikayla lifted the hem of her white dress and glanced at Ezekiel, who was surrounded by a crowd like the star of the night, her eyes shimmering with both hesitation and desire. Ezekiel's status was comparable to Holtrien's royal bloodline. No, it was even more intimidating than that. If one really had to compare, perhaps only the Lloyd family's Dragon Prince could rival Ezekiel's background, yet the Dragon Prince was already history. However, Ezekiel was still untouchably noble and right before her. Mikayla looked to the side and snapped her fingers. A waiter hurried over with a tray. "Good evening, miss!" Mikayla picked up a glass of champagne and waved for him to leave. Getting close to Ezekiel now was impossible. At least dozens of people were blocking the way, fangirls shrieking his name, and Chetvine elites waiting for a chance to strike up a conversation. Forcing her way through would never work, and besides, that would only look cheap and undignified. Mikayla ste

Kyrie's eyes narrowed as he grinned. "Fine then, I'll be happy to spar with you. Let's see what the Polar Tigers are really made of." Just then, Luna arrived in a hurry. "General Harding, you don't need to handle this anymore! I'll take responsibility for Mr. Beckett's situation." Kyrie frowned in confusion. "Luna, what are you doing?" Luna replied coldly, "What am I doing? Who told you to pick a fight with our guest and threaten him with violence? General Turman is on his way here right now, so if you don't want to get chewed out, you'd better leave." Kyrie's eye twitched as he walked out with a dark expression, but not before saying to Ezekiel, "We'll have plenty of opportunities to test each other. If I'm afraid of you, then I'm not a real man." When Ezekiel faced Luna, his demeanor improved considerably. However, he still spoke with righteous indignation. "General Phelan, my safe was stolen. Shouldn't the military give me some kind of explanation?" Luna nodded professio

A priceless Blackstar Crystal had been consumed just like that, and Andrew could only sigh helplessly. Ezekiel had brought this Blackstar Crystal to Chetvine with clear intentions. It was either meant as a valuable gift for someone or for some other important purpose. But now, Andrew had gotten the benefit for nothing. Despite that, Andrew's problem still remained unsolved. The Blackstar Crystal had been completely useless against the seal on his energy core. It seemed he would still need to make a trip to the Grand Auction House under the Reyes family. Then, he could find the mysterious person who had sealed his energy core years ago. Alternatively, he could contact the Eastern Wanderer from the Umbral Peak Sect and ask for guidance. However, both of these paths were extremely troublesome and difficult. Even with Andrew's intelligence and abilities, he found them quite challenging. First, the Reyes family was not easy to mess with, and the Eastern Wanderer was a behind-the

Aspen gave a cold snort. "Sorry, I have no idea who you are." Kyrie slapped her with rage in his eyes. "Bitch, you tried to trap me last night at the Grand Hall, and now you say you don't know me? Do you think I'm some kind of fool?" To his shock, Aspen dodged his vicious slap. Her hand flipped, and a dagger appeared in her grip. "Try that again and I won't hold back," she said with an icy glare. Kyrie let out a furious laugh. "You're the first to pull a blade on me in Chetvine. Fine, let's see what you've really got." He lunged forward like a storm. Aspen had only reached martial king level, so against Kyrie, she had no chance to react. Pain ripped through her stomach as she spat a mouthful of blood. Natasha, furious, struck out with her palm. However, Kyrie sneered and swatted her aside with a backhand. Aspen's dagger clattered to the ground. Kyrie smirked. "What now? Getting scared? Ready to give in?" Aspen glanced at Natasha's injuries and said coldly, "Gener

Aspen said flatly, "It doesn't mean anything. I just want to wait for death. I don't need any treatment. You people in the military are so powerful, deciding who lives or dies whenever you feel like it, dragging people off as you please." She lowered her eyes. "Poor Natasha and I… we just got to Chetvine, and we have no one to rely on. The only one we have is Andrew, and right now, he doesn't even know if we're dead or alive. If we really die here, I don't know how he's supposed to go on, and even thinking about it makes me feel sad for him." Her eyes reddened as she spoke. Luna knew Aspen was angry and throwing a tantrum, but she had no choice but to endure it. After all, she understood Andrew's personality. Kyrie had pushed things too far. If Andrew learned his women had been hurt, he would storm the military headquarters without hesitation, and even Philip might not be able to contain the fallout. Kyrie grew impatient. "Luna, why waste time talking to them? They're just