With two cold laughs, a group of people emerged. Leading them was the same drowsy old man from before. He had completely shed his previous frail appearance and now looked vigorous and alert. Two other people stood beside this old man. One had an arrogant expression, and a silk band wrapped around his forehead had "McDaniel" written on it. "I'm Callum McDaniel, the third son of the McDaniel family. Which one of you is Andrew Lloyd?" His nose tilted high, his tone dripping with disdain. Andrew ignored him and looked at the person beside him instead. It was Henry! That bastard had not only arrived in Sunstrand ahead of them, but he had also joined forces with the McDaniel family. "Andrew, bet you didn't expect me to get here first and wait for you. And even though you're in disguise, I still recognized you," Henry said smugly. He turned to Callum and bowed slightly. "Mr. McDaniel, this is the man I told you about, Andrew Lloyd. He's guilty of countless crimes. He crawled
Departing from Goldridge toward the southeast, there was only one famous McDaniel family, the McDaniel family of Sunstrand. They were not only old money but also a martial family. Their patriarch, Nicholas McDaniel, ranked tenth on the Titan List. After traveling most of the day, Andrew and his companions finally arrived in Sunstrand. The difference in atmosphere was obvious the moment they stepped into the city. Martial artists filled the streets, their presence brazen and undisguised. Eric said darkly, "It looks like quite a few people have heard about Shiloh's whereabouts. Sunstrand won't stay peaceful for long." Andrew stayed calm, his eyes glancing toward Cordelia. Due to her striking foreign-looking blue eyes, she wore dark sunglasses to cover them. She had been quiet along the road, not causing any trouble. "Doesn't matter. First stop is the McDaniel family estate." Andrew decided immediately. The McDaniel family was undoubtedly the giant powerhouse family in Sunstrand
Cordelia said firmly, "The High Oracle will stop at nothing to claim the Greene family saintess." Andrew asked, "Why does the Crimson Flame Cult want Shiloh so badly?" Cordelia looked confused. "That, I don't know! But once, when I was chosen to serve on the Holy Isle, I overheard the High Oracle and the Guardians speaking. They said the Greene family saintess carries a secret tied to immortality." Eric nodded grimly. "Immortality. That woman is extraordinary. Others age until they die, but she grows younger with time, eventually even reverting to a child. And the Greene family's secrets go far beyond that. "If the Crimson Flame Cult thinks they can control her, they may end up destroyed instead. Once the saintess's memories return in full, everyone within hundreds of miles will perish." Andrew was silent for a moment, realizing how urgent the situation had become. He had to find Shiloh quickly. "One last question. Where is the Crimson Flame Cult's main headquarters?" His
Andrew said flatly, "Alright, don't overreact. From now on, you won't be tormented by it anymore." Cordelia muttered in disbelief, "That's impossible. The Flamebinding can't be broken by outsiders." She twisted around, but she could not see her own back, so she rushed to a mirror instead. One look, and her eyes widened. The seal was truly gone, leaving behind only a faint scar across her smooth skin. "What on…" Her expression shifted from fear to uncontainable joy. "The seal is gone. That means I'm free, finally free! The world is my oyster, and I'll never again be chained by the Crimson Flame Cult. I can go home and reunite with my mother and my brother!" Andrew and Eric watched her cheer with stunned silence. From her reaction, it was clear Cordelia had never joined the cult willingly. Otherwise, she would not be this ecstatic to be rid of their control. After a moment of excitement, Cordelia turned back toward Andrew, her expression complicated. Andrew raised his hand a
Andrew said evenly, "If you can quit acting slutty, I might consider sparing you a slap." Cordelia's face darkened, and she did not dare continue. Eric had already beaten her so badly before that the shadow of it lingered in her mind. Once again, Andrew pressed his hand against the seal on her back. The burning sting hit him instantly. The Flamebinding carried a fiery force similar to his Inferno Strike, but there was a difference. His Inferno Strike was pure, explosive heat, while the Flamebinding was fire mixed with poison, heat laced with venom. Andrew worked quickly. He sealed several pressure points along her spine and then channeled his energy into the seal. At once, his power clashed violently against the seal's energy. Cordelia screamed, her whole body trembling. "What are you doing? Why does my back hurt so much? Stop, stop it!" Eric let out a cruel laugh, mimicking her voice. "Stop, stop it! Bitch, do you think this is some R-rated flick you're moaning for?" An
After a long silence, Eric finally spoke. "Goldridge is already in chaos. The McCormick family launched a full assault on the Majestic Hotel, but they came away empty-handed. "That convict from the Crimson Flame Cult was incredibly strong, holding his ground against two of their martial saints without losing an inch. In the end, he fought his way out of Goldridge with the Blues covering him, heading southeast." Andrew frowned. "Southeast?" Cordelia had mumbled that direction before too. So, they could roughly deduce that Shiloh had most likely been taken to the southeast. As for the southeast, that would be like finding a needle in a haystack. Goldridge's southeast led all the way south into the Gabo Creek region, a completely different state. There was no point in overthinking it, so Andrew dragged Cordelia over. The Crimson Flame Cult prisoner was splashed awake with a cup of cold water. Her wet black hair hung over her forehead, looking somewhat disheveled. "You might