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On the way, Andrew made a quick stop at the local shopping district with Phantom Eye. "You're seriously going with the security guard uniform?" Andrew asked, raising a brow. Phantom Eye nodded earnestly. "Yes, Mr. Lloyd. Since I've decided to guard the Moonlit Apothecary, I've got to look the part. No slacking on professionalism." Andrew smirked. "You're doing all this to impress Shiloh, aren't you?" Phantom Eye's old face flushed with embarrassment. "Caught red-handed, huh? Yes, that's exactly it! Ms. Greene is powerful beyond belief. If she sees me in uniform, working the gate like a proper man, maybe—just maybe—she'll think more kindly of me." Andrew did not say much after that. He bought Phantom Eye the uniform and waited while he changed. Once he was suited up, they got back in the car and headed straight for Moonlit Apothecary. It was not long before they arrived. After parking, Andrew led Phantom Eye—now proudly dressed in his fresh security outfit—into the building
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Shawn shouted, "Then you know exactly what to do, right?" Andrew said flatly, "If you're gonna act like someone's lapdog, then do it properly. Don't go around pretending you're the boss. Shawn, you're getting more pathetic by the day!" Shawn was so furious he could barely breathe. "You son of a…" Just then, the handsome and obviously loaded Quinton finally spoke up. He calmly raised a hand to stop Shawn from snapping and looked at Andrew with a charming smile. He said, "You're Andrew, right? Let me introduce myself. I'm Quinton, the eldest son of the Blumedale Wright family. You may not know much about me, but I'm sure you've heard of my younger brother, Winston. "He had a rough time back in Jayrodale. Not only did you humiliate him in front of everyone, but you even forced him to swallow a lethal pill." A flash of cold light flickered in Quinton's eyes as he spoke. Andrew responded casually, "So, what, you're here to avenge Winston now?" Quinton shook his head and gave
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Quinton's face darkened. "Andrew, you already beat up Winston and fed him poison. You've crossed the Wright family. I also heard you recently pissed off the Golding family from Blumedale." He clicked his tongue and continued, "Even if I decided to let you off the hook, the Goldings definitely won't." Andrew scoffed. "So what? Are you trying to say that if I hand over the pill formulas, you'll protect me?" Quinton's voice dropped low. "Exactly. As long as you give me both formulas, I'll call it even between you and the Wright family. And as for the Goldings, I'll make sure they leave you alone. You'll never have to worry about them again." Andrew replied flatly, "Fuck off." Quinton's eyes narrowed as his voice turned icy. "I've been polite, but it seems like you really don't know when to quit. Andrew, you better think carefully about what you're doing." He continued, "Elon lost to you because he underestimated you. Winston got wrecked because he was too green and didn't know
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Shawn finally dragged himself off the ground, his face twisted in rage as he turned to see who kicked him. To his shock, it was just a security guard—one of Moonlit Apothecary's own. "You son of a bitch, you're just a damn doorman, and you had the balls to kick me? I swear to God, I'm gonna kill you!" Fueled by fury, Shawn charged forward with two of the Fields family's bodyguards right behind him. Yet, heavy thuds quickly filled the air, followed by screams of pain. Shawn's face got pummeled so hard it was nearly unrecognizable, blood pouring down in streams. As for the two bodyguards, they were sprawled out on the ground, totally wrecked, and unable to get back up. Shawn instantly chickened out, thinking, 'What the hell? Are all the security guards at Moonlit Apothecary this insane?' Quinton frowned as he studied Phantom Eye, clearly taken aback by what he had just seen. A simple guard who could fight like that? That definitely caught his attention. "Impressive skills
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"Right this way, sir!" Finley led the charge, proudly striding into Moonlit Apothecary with over a dozen elite fighters from the Hidden Dragons crew marching behind him. Today, Finley was in the best mood he had had in weeks. The Hidden Dragons had finally sent a heavy hitter to back him up. After being humiliated time and time again by Andrew, today was the day he would settle the score—old grudges and new. "If you're here for medical treatment, then please take a seat," Francesca said coldly. "But if you're here to start trouble, sorry, Moonlit Apothecary doesn't play nice." Finley snorted and scoffed. "Francesca, cut the tough girl act! I know Andrew's basically running the underground scene in Jayrodale now, but so what? With Mr. Thurman here in person, Andrew's just a mangy mutt—he's nothing worth worrying about!" With that, Finley gave a respectful nod to the man beside him. "Mr. Thurman, this is the place—Moonlit Apothecary. The Titan Essence Pill that my grand-uncle wan
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The Hidden Dragons members started mocking Andrew. "Did you seriously call some rent-a-cop to throw out elite fighters from the Hidden Dragons?" "Andrew must've lost his damn mind after seeing Mr. Thurman show up!" "Hah! No doubt about it—he probably pissed himself the second Mr. Thurman walked through the door!" Finley sneered. "Andrew, you're getting dumber by the minute. You ain't even worth dirt in front of our elder, so what makes you think your little guard dog here stands a chance? Hell, I don't even need Mr. Thurman to handle him—I could make this guy get on his knees and beg!" With a twisted grin, Finley lunged faster than anyone expected, swinging a slap right at Phantom Eye's head. Nyla gasped. "Watch out!" Phantom Eye chuckled. "Well, damn. First day on the job and already being looked down on? Tsk, tsk… do I really look like someone that easy to mess with?" He tilted his head to the side, easily dodging the slap without even trying. Then, he returned the favo
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Nyla and Francesca stood frozen, eyes wide with awe. Phantom Eye's strike had left them stunned—and more than a little starstruck. He was a legendary veteran from Blumedale, a semi-martial king, and to two young women, his power and presence were downright intoxicating. However, what really shocked them was Andrew. If Phantom Eye was fierce, then Andrew was pure destruction. He moved like a human wrecking ball, demolishing everything in his path with overwhelming force. Francesca's legs trembled uncontrollably. She finally realized why Andrew left her weak and sore every night like her whole body was falling apart. She finally understood that Andrew's strength was on a completely different level. Even if she tried her hardest, clinging to him with everything she had, she probably could not handle the full impact of his insane energy. "Andrew! You and I haven't even had a real fight yet!" Finley roared, watching Andrew crush his crew. "Today, I'll show you the difference be
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Andrew's voice was cold. "Lionel, move a muscle, and I'll kill this idiot on the spot." Lionel immediately backed off, breaking away from Phantom Eye. His eyes burned with rage as he spat, "Andrew, let Finley go, or the Hidden Dragons will never stop hunting you!" Andrew did not respond with words. Instead, he stepped on Finley's hand—then pressed down, grinding his foot hard. Finley yelped in pain. "Mr. Thurman, help me! Please, save me!" His face turned red as veins bulged across his forehead. He screamed in agony, thrashing beneath Andrew's foot. The Hidden Dragons members watched in horror, their scalps tingling. They all thought Andrew was brutal—no, he was downright ruthless. Lionel's eye twitched as he roared, "Stop! Let him go! We'll back off—immediately!" Andrew finally lifted his foot and let out a slow chuckle. "Oh? Now you're willing to talk like a reasonable man, Mr. Thurman?" Lionel's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his teeth grinding together. "Let hi
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It felt to Tiana like she had fallen into a vast, unfamiliar net—one she had never experienced before. She was sinking, drifting, wanting to break free. Yet, she was addicted to the thrill of it all. All these conflicting emotions passed through her in the blink of an eye, though they were layered and complex. Meanwhile, Andrew was completely unaware of the chaotic thoughts swirling inside her. To him, this was just another straightforward medical procedure. He was careful and respectful. He only touched what he had to, avoiding sensitive areas entirely. As a doctor, Andrew had no sense of guilt about what he was doing. Illness knew no gender; treatment was treatment. That was how he saw it. Whether others saw it the same way was not his concern. He calmly explained, "Stimulating your pressure points with needles and smoothing the meridians with massage helped your condition today. "But in the end, to restore proper balance, you'll still need a medicinal remedy to regulate
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Tiana flinched, both shocked and furious, but she had no chance of dodging him. Under Andrew's hand, she did not stand a chance. However, the loud smack that followed was not across her face—it landed squarely on a pressure point along her waist. A wave of sharp pain shot through her body like a crashing tide. She gasped, "Ah… Andrew, you… stop, that hurts…" A strange moan escaped her lips, echoing awkwardly in the quiet room. Andrew muttered under his breath, cursing her madness. Without wasting time, he lifted her up and laid her down across the bed. Tiana stared up at him in disbelief, her eyes wide—until he pulled out a slim, metallic object. A gleaming golden acupuncture needle. "Mrs. Rhodes, your speech is erratic, your energy's spiking. I'll give you a few needles to stabilize your condition," Andrew said calmly. With that, he plunged the first needle into a targeted spot on her body. Tiana's breath hitched as her lips parted, and her reaction was a mix of pai
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"If you called me here just to ask something this ridiculous, Mrs. Rhodes, then I'll be going now," Andrew said flatly as he turned toward the door. He did not dare stay a second longer, worried Tiana might start acting crazy like she did last time. If things spiraled out of control and someone like Jameson walked in on them, not even a hundred confessions could clear his name. "Stop right there!" Tiana snapped, her brows raised in defiance. "What's the matter? Are you that scared of being alone with me?" Andrew paused and looked back, his brows still tightly furrowed. "Mrs. Rhodes, you and I both know this isn't appropriate." Tiana stepped forward with a graceful sway, a trace of perfume trailing in her wake as she stopped right beside him. Her lips curled in a playful smile. "What's not appropriate? Can't a mother-in-law spend a little one-on-one time with her future son-in-law?" Andrew fell silent, exasperated. "You said you weren't feeling well. If you need help, I'll tak
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Andrew finally paid a visit to the Rhodes family. "Andy, you're here! Come in, have a seat," Jameson greeted warmly, his tone unusually enthusiastic. The way he looked at Andrew was not just the admiration of a family elder—it was the hopeful gaze of someone eyeing a perfect son-in-law. Lauren giggled behind her hand. "Andrew, you've become quite the welcome guest around here. Everyone in the Rhodes family is thrilled you came." Andrew glanced around casually and noticed several of the Rhodes family's core members smiling and nodding in greeting. A few girls around Lauren's age were sneaking glances his way, their cheeks tinged pink. Cecelia, the youngest among them, blurted out, "Andrew, when are you marrying Lauren?" Andrew laughed and replied, "Anytime works for me." Cecelia clapped her hands excitedly. "Great! Let's do the wedding today and the honeymoon tonight!" Jameson's eyes widened. "Cece! Stop saying nonsense!" His youngest daughter was a wild one—always blu
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Logan nodded and smiled. "Andrew's medical skills really are rare. Medicine is a deep and complex field, and among the younger generation in Blumedale, hardly anyone has any decent understanding of it. "Even top talents like Joe Driscoll or Luna Phelan from the three major families are focused on martial arts. When it comes to healing, there's nothing to talk about." George beamed. "What makes Andrew truly special is that he's not only exceptional in medicine, but his martial prowess is also extraordinary. Just the fact that he's survived the joint manhunt from two powerful families already tells me he's not to be underestimated." Logan frowned. "There's a rumor going around that Andrew survived only because someone powerful is secretly protecting him." George scoffed. "That's just idle gossip from nobodies parroting what they hear. If Andrew were weak, no amount of backing could keep him alive. Logan, remember this—life throws us many challenges, but there's one hurdle you mus
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Elon's face turned red from the scolding, and he muttered bitterly, "I mean, I might not be great, but I'm still better than Andrew, right? Are you really saying that in your eyes, your own son is worth less than that guy?" Richard let out a cold snort. "You really care about comparing yourself to him? Fine then—do you want the truth or a lie?" Elon shrank back at his father's sarcastic smile and mumbled, "The lie… I guess." Richard scoffed, "Alright. If it's lies you want, then sure—you're way more promising than Andrew. That guy doesn't even deserve to be compared to you." Elon's face twitched. He wanted to laugh, but the words tasted bitter in his mouth. The lie was that he was better than Andrew. But the truth? The truth was that compared to Andrew, he was absolutely nothing. The more he thought about it, the more he realized—either way, he came up short. So what was the point in choosing? He silently cursed, 'Damn it!' Richard folded his hands behind his back, his
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"He's my sworn brother, then standing up for him—no matter the cost—is only right," Logan said firmly. Elon's face instantly darkened, and deep inside, a gnawing jealousy bubbled up. Despite being the most low-key of the Five Apex Families' younger generation, Logan was arguably the most terrifying. He was about to take over the Keller family, a rising powerhouse. The Haywoods had Xavier—young, sharp, and fierce in combat. The Wrights had Quinton—manipulative, cunning, and notorious for his ruthlessness. But Elon? He was… just Elon. He was overweight, lacked presence, and had just been publicly humiliated when word spread that his wife had cheated on him. His reputation was already slipping, and now he had become the joke of Blumedale's elite circle. Still, no matter how pathetic things seemed, Elon believed he was far better than the man Andrew was. In his eyes, they were not even in the same league. So, it burned him even more to see Logan—someone he had always tried to i
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"Logan, don't you know Andrew killed my younger brother?" Xavier shouted furiously. It was understandable for Luna to speak up. After all, the Phelans owed Andrew a small favor—but now even the Keller family was interfering. If this continued, Andrew would not just remain unharmed; he would likely rise to prominence in Blumedale. Andrew's rise would be a direct slap in the face to the Haywoods, humiliating them beyond redemption. Roy spoke grimly, "Logan, you're set to lead the Keller family. You should know better than to blur right and wrong. Andrew repeatedly humiliated the Haywoods and even murdered Seth. Do you expect us to swallow such a huge insult?" Logan replied calmly, "Mr. Haywood Senior, you know exactly why things turned out this way. I hate to say it, but Seth brought his death upon himself. Andrew may be impulsive, but he's done nothing wrong in my eyes." "I'll say this only once: if the Haywoods continue their vendetta against him, the Keller family won't stan
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Xavier said, "Uncle Jude, you're in charge of internal discipline. My request is simple—either throw those losers out of the Haywoods and make them manage some backwater branch, or I'll kill them myself. And I doubt anyone in the family would object." Jude's eyelids twitched violently as he cursed the brats under his breath. Out loud, though, he nodded quickly and replied, "Don't worry, Xavier. I'll make sure they're kicked out of the family for good. They won't even get close to the front gate again." Xavier snorted and walked off, leaving Jude staring at his back, shaking his head. Jude muttered to himself, "Xavier… you really are the pride of the Haywoods. But you're spoiled by your status. With your father as the family head and all the elders favoring you, you've always kept the other branches under your heel. "That's understandable since you're the future heir and our strongest fighter among the younger generations. But the fact remains—you made a public promise and faile
