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Though mother and daughter had lowered their voices, Andrew's keen hearing caught every word. "While the Bridgefields' Stevens family might be established, they're mediocre at best. They're nowhere near the Weller family's level in Jayrodale," he commented casually. "Andrew, you know about Bridgefields' Stevens family too?" Christina asked in surprise. "The head of their family once came to me for medical help with a hefty payment," Andrew replied flatly. "I turned them away because of their attitude, but yes, I know a thing or two about that family." The head of Stevens family from Bridgefield was an influential figure who commanded immense influence throughout the region. Every member of the Stevens family had to follow their orders, making them one of the most formidable families in the area. Hence, when Andrew claimed that the head of the Stevens family's main family had come begging for his help with a substantial financial offer, it was beyond belief. Christina seem
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Kane hung up the phone and shook his head, trying to maintain his composure. At this moment, staying calm was crucial. "Well, well, Mr. Weller Senior. Did something happen? You're looking rather pale," Marvin asked with a smile. Kane and his Weller family members were currently visiting Marvin's territory. Kane forced down his shock and anger, managing a smile. "It's just a minor setback, nothing important. Let's continue our previous discussion, Mr. Yates." "I'm glad it's nothing serious," Marvin replied. "However, regarding your earlier request, I'm afraid I can't help you." Kane frowned. "Mr. Yates, you're Jayrodale's wealthiest man, and your Wealthroller Investments controls the largest capital in the region. You know the Weller family needs funding right now. With just a little help from you, we'll repay tenfold once we recover." Marvin replied flatly, "My group does have substantial idle funds. However, while I can lend to the Rhodes or Aickers or any other organizat
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Kane thought something was definitely strange about the entire situation. He glared at Andrew with hatred, burning with murderous intent as he said, "Well, well, if it isn't the fool who doesn't know when to quit." He continued, "I didn't even have to track you down. To think you'd deliver yourself right to my doorstep. You injured Harvey, and even Zayne couldn't finish you off. You might have some skill, but before me, you're nothing but a bug I can kill with just a single move." "Like father, like son," Andrew replied with annoyance. "No wonder your idiot son loves to act so high and mighty—he learned it from his sickly old man." A red-faced elder at Kane's side stood up angrily, pounding the table. "How dare you! Show some respect to Mr. Weller Senior, or I'll end you with one strike!" "Mr. Weller Senior, you'd better control your dogs," Marvin said coldly from his seat at the head of the table. "If you don't, I won't hesitate to put them in their place." "Mr. Yates, so
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"Mr. Lloyd, is it really true that Kane only has three days to live?" Marvin asked in disbelief. Andrew responded flatly, "I might've told him three days, but it could be less. Kane is already in critical condition. The poison has already seeped into his bones." He added, "It's a shame, really. He's been stubborn, refusing to listen to anyone. If it weren't for his solid foundation as a martial artist, he'd have already collapsed." Marvin sighed. "Kane was quite the figure in his younger years. Among Jayrodale's prominent families, he was the strongest in hand-to-hand combat and fearless in a fight. Who would have thought he'd end up like this, wasting away to illness?" Andrew sneered. "His body had been weak for a while, but the real culprit is the recent poisoning." Marvin frowned. "Kane has martial arts experts around him all the time. Who could possibly poison him?" Andrew shook his head. "That's a mystery, but it's possible the poison came from someone close to him. No
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Dylan was nervous. "Hey, Mr. Lloyd, you've got to stop pulling my legs. If Mr. Yates hears that, he'll literally skin me alive." Andrew smiled slightly. "It's not that serious. Anyway, let's talk business. I can help you, South City, but it's a one-time thing. So, you pick the person." Dylan and his men were confused, glancing at each other. They were unsure of what Andrew meant by "pick the person". Andrew took a sip of tea, then calmly explained, "Pick the person you need me to take out for you." Dylan's eyes widened in realization. He swallowed hard, his heart racing. He could not help but think this guy was too straightforward. Then again, he knew Andrew was indeed capable of being so. "Mr. Lloyd, it's not that we're afraid of the Northern District," Dylan replied, his tone serious. "But Atlas had declared war on us out of nowhere. South City wasn't prepared, and now we're in this mess." Dylan gritted his teeth and said in a bitter voice, "I don't want you to think I'm
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The man stood still, not even turning around, and said, "Your name is Griffin Soare, and you work for Atlas Giordano in the Northern District. You're ruthless and have killed many innocent people. Am I right?" Griffin did not deny it. He scoffed and replied, "Since I started practicing martial arts, I've killed and maimed so many people, I've lost count. Good, bad, young, old—it's all the same. And you—you sound like you're here to avenge those dead souls. It's a noble thought, but let's see if you can back it up." Finally, the figure by the window turned around. It was Andrew, his face half-hidden in the dim light of the city outside. He nodded and replied, "Since you've admitted it, I'll make your death a quick one." Griffin quickly drew a gun from his waist, aiming it at Andrew with a sneer. "You sure talk big for a guy your size. Do you think you'll get away with it? One shot, and you'll be history." With that, he pulled the trigger. At the same time, Andrew's right hand
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The men who had previously doubted Andrew and feared he would not be able to handle Griffin now looked at him with admiration. One of them said, "As expected of Mr. Lloyd—he's truly incredible." Dylan, feeling energized, gave orders, "Our chance has come. Mr. Lloyd has removed Griffin, the thorn in our side. Pass the word: while East City is in chaos, have all our men move out immediately. We'll take over the East City turf and not give Northern District any chance!" "Yes, Mr. Garner!" A chorus of approval rang out, their spirits soaring. That night, the underground forces of North and South City clashed in fierce combat. South City launched a major counterattack, and the Northern District was caught off guard, suffering a terrible defeat. Many people were losing sleep, and the night was full of unrest. Among those unable to sleep was Kane, the head of the Weller family. "Dr. Aicker, how is my condition?" Kane asked carefully in his private study. Kane had urgently
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Soon, Harvey and the stunning Serena entered the study, one after the other. Both kept their heads down, afraid to meet Kane's eyes, which were filled with murderous intent. "Honey, w-what's going on?" Serena stammered, her voice trembling as she spoke first. Kane's cold gaze swept over her curvy figure, then landed on Harvey. Then, he ordered flatly, "Get on your knees!" Harvey forced a smile, trying to hide his nervousness. "Dad, what's going on? Why does it feel like you've changed after seeing Dr. Aicker? Has your condition worsened?" Kane roared, "You bastard, I told you to kneel! Didn't you hear me?" Harvey's smile faltered, and reluctantly fell on his knees, his heart pounding rapidly. Kane coughed violently, barely managing to control himself. His shaking finger pointed at both of them. "You have one chance to confess," he said coldly. "Who poisoned me? Was it one of you, or did you both have a hand in it?" At this, Serena almost collapsed to the floor, her body
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Yet, of all the fearless, reckless men they had encountered, neither Aspen nor Chantelle had ever seen anyone as stubbornly arrogant as Andrew. Both women were completely stunned, wondering where he even got the guts to say things like that. In this world, commoners fear officials—but officials? They fear the men with guns—the military. However, here was Andrew, treating a colonel like Xavier as if he were worthless weeds. It was utter madness—like a sparrow challenging an eagle, a lamb taunting a wolf. It was sheer recklessness bordering on suicide. With a thunderous swoosh, Xavier's massive broadsword came crashing down with enough force to split boulders and level trees. Just the murderous pressure from that swing made Chantelle's face go pale. She was starting to doubt if she could even stand up to Xavier herself. After all, Andrew looked like he was about to be torn in half by that blade. What infuriated her even more was that, at the height of danger, Andrew just st
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"Colonel Haywood, you know full well that with your rank and position, you can't just go around killing people on a whim," Chantelle warned coldly. She added, "Besides, your friend Andarov used banned weaponry on Holtrien soil, which is a serious offense. You can be sure Mr. McCormick won't just let that slide." Left with no other option, Chantelle had to drop Derek's name to try to rein Xavier in. However, Xavier was not intimidated at all. His voice dripped with venom as he said, "Ms. Garcia, I respect Mr. McCormick—he governs this province, and I'll give him that. But do you think the Haywoods' name should be trampled like dirt? Especially by some no-name punk who doesn't know his place? "I'll chop him into pieces, and if I have to, I'll apologize to Mr. McCormick myself. But with the military accolades I've earned, the Haywood family's backing, and my deep ties in the defense department, killing this bug wouldn't even cause a blip on the radar." Chantelle's stomach twiste
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Chantelle sneered, "All in all, you're just an ordinary man, a slave to your desires with a pathetically mediocre mind." She had finally caught an opening to hit Andrew where it hurt, and she was not about to waste it. Andrew chuckled. "Ms. Garcia, you really do live up to your title as a master of psychology. You got most of it right. But you still missed one tiny detail—like the fact that, right now, I've got a very clear image of your naked body in my mind." The bluntness of that line stunned Chantelle, and her expression twisted in outrage. She snapped, "Andrew! That was in the past—how dare you bring it up like it's nothing? Aren't you worried I'll kill you?" The usually cold woman was genuinely furious now. Andrew shrugged lazily. "I'm sitting right here, wounded and unarmed. Go ahead, kill me. But even if you did, you still wouldn't erase the fact that you once stripped bare in front of me." Chantelle raised her hand in fury but forced herself to lower it again with
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Andrew was sitting on the lawn outside Serenity Villa, watching the crew from The Sovereign Residences repair his home. After the attack last night, it was a miracle the place was still standing—if the villa had not been built to the highest security standards, it would have been reduced to nothing but ash and rubble by the Srovika Federation mercenaries. Felix Daughtry, the security captain from The Sovereign Residences, a semi-martial king-level fighter, walked over with a grim expression and reported, "Mr. Lloyd, Serenity Villa took quite a hit. Full restoration might be difficult." Andrew glanced at him and said coldly, "I want it restored exactly as it was, and not just that—The Sovereign Residences will need to compensate me for all damages, including emotional distress. If that's too much, then I don't want the house anymore. I'll go to the press and let the world know just how useless your brand really is." Felix's face darkened, turning almost pitch black with anger. H
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Since the night before, Xavier had been fully suited in military attire, standing vigilant and sleepless. He gripped a massive broadsword, and when the butler spoke, his voice was ice-cold. "Don't worry. Andarov won't fail me. That bastard Andrew is as good as dead." Though those were his words, doubt lingered in Xavier's mind. After all, Andarov never took this long to finish a kill. Nonetheless, the sun was rising—he should be back any minute now. Andarov, commander of the Blood Wolf Mercenaries, was ruthless and battle-hardened. Xavier met him while stationed overseas, and after several missions together, they became close allies. "With the entire Blood Wolf squad under him, it doesn't matter if Andrew has bodyguards. He won't last five minutes," Xavier sneered, confident. He was already planning the next steps—hold Seth's memorial as soon as Andarov returned, then introduce him to Luna to score even more clout. Having a famous international mercenary as a personal friend? E
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At the Golding family estate, Elon exclaimed in disbelief, "What did you just say? Black Wolf is dead?" The butler, face tight with unease, replied, "Yes, sir. Early this morning, his body was found dumped in the sewer. The cause of death matched the last group of assassins perfectly. There's no doubt that it was Andrew who killed him." Elon's expression darkened instantly. "Even Black Wolf failed and ended up dead? Andrew... you've clearly been hiding more strength than we thought." The butler nodded gravely. "Sir, that man is definitely not some pawn on the board. Not only is Black Wolf gone, but the Srovika Federation mercenary commander the Haywoods brought in also died at Serenity Villa." Elon gasped. "Even Xavier's overseas hitman got wiped out? Are you absolutely sure?" The old butler's brow twitched. "Completely sure. This morning, both bodies—Black Wolf and the mercenary captain—were found side by side in the sewer on Blumedale's main street." Elon clenched his ja
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On the ground, Black Wolf writhed in pain, howling in disbelief. He finally understood why that last squad of heavily armed mercenaries had vanished without a trace after storming Serenity Villa. This place was not just a house—it was a damn death trap. "Who sent you to kill me?" Andrew asked calmly as he twirled the dagger Black Wolf had dropped. Pinned down by Natasha and Dylan, Black Wolf was drenched in sweat, his shattered legs leaving him gasping in agony. He growled, "Why the hell should I tell you? You should know exactly who you've pissed off. Even if I'm in your hands, kid, if you lay a finger on me, the consequences—" Andrew did not let him finish. Instead, he drove the blade straight into Black Wolf's chest. Whatever threat Black Wolf was about to spit out died on his tongue. His eyes bulged in shock before his head slumped to the side—dead. "If you didn't have the sense to act like a prisoner, then I did you a favor and sent you straight to hell. Next time, try
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Aspen could not help leaning closer to see what Andrew was doing. To her surprise, his breathing was steady—he was already asleep. She stared at him, both amused and annoyed as she thought, 'I'm lying right next to him, and he still manages to fall asleep? Am I not attractive enough? Or does this guy just not find me worth the effort?' That split second of realization triggered an unexpected wave of disappointment and frustration in her. … Meanwhile, outside Serenity Villa, a black figure moved silently across the ruined outer wall, climbing with inhuman ease. It was Black Wolf—Elon's secret weapon, a top-tier assassin with a reputation to match. A matte-finished blade dangled from his lips as he surveyed the building, swiftly memorizing the layout of the damaged villa. He was not alone. At least a dozen other men hid in the dark, surrounding the perimeter and lying in wait. Nonetheless, they were not predators, at least not to him. He scoffed, thinking, 'They're the bait,
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Through the second half of the night, Serenity Villa remained eerily quiet. Chantelle stepped out from her lookout post and announced, "Looks like no one else is coming tonight. Everyone should get some rest." Andrew stopped her. "Hold up. You all stay on watch—I'll go rest." Chantelle narrowed her eyes. "Are you giving me orders like I'm your subordinate?" Andrew responded calmly, "Not at all. I just want to isolate myself and draw the next assassin in alone." Chantelle frowned. "So, you're planning to be alone in a room and give the assassin a shot at you? You're using yourself as bait?" Andrew replied, "Exactly. One mercenary commander from the Srovika Federation is dead, but with the Haywoods and Goldings both after my head, there's no way they'd just send one decent hitter and be done." Chantelle nodded. "That… makes sense. But you're injured. What happens if something unexpected comes up? Can you really handle it?" Before Andrew could answer, Aspen blurted, "It's
