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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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That night, Andrew drove Francesca back to the villa on the hill. "Andrew, you were amazing today. Even Finley couldn't beat you!" Francesca exclaimed, her gaze flickering away from his. Andrew raised a brow. "What's wrong, Fran? You've been acting weird the whole way home." Francesca's cheeks turned red. "It's nothing… I just think we should sleep in separate rooms tonight." Andrew smirked. "What, your period came?" "Shut up!" Francesca snapped, her face burning. "Can't a girl just want some space?" Andrew grabbed her wrist, his voice firm. "Nope." She struggled for a moment before giving up. "Ugh, you're such a jerk!" Blushing, she dove under the covers. If she could not fight him, she might as well enjoy it. With another night of aching muscles coming, she could not help but feel both nervous and excited. She thought Andrew had way too much energy. However, just as she braced herself, Andrew suddenly said, "Get some rest tonight. I need to train." Before she c
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Irene laughed. "Men as gentlemanly as Mr. Wright are truly rare. Coming from the prestigious Wright family of Blumedale, Mr. Wright is far more refined than the so-called elites of Jayrodale!" Leroy eagerly chimed in, eager to flatter. "That goes without saying! Mr. Wright is the heir of the Wright family—one of the Five Apex Families in all of Gabo Creek Province! There isn't a single family in Jayrodale that can compare!" Quinton scoffed internally. He had absolutely no respect for Irene and Leroy. If it were not for his desire to conquer Christina, he would not have wasted a second on these nobodies from the Stevens family. Compared to Shawn's family, they were even lower—worthless enough that he could crush them with a single step. "I heard Mr. Wright has some history with Andrew?" Christina suddenly asked. Quinton smiled faintly. "That guy? He's nothing more than an insect. I wouldn't call it history—just a minor disagreement." His tone dripped with superiority. In
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Shawn lay on the ground, his face filled with terror. "That security guy is terrifying! He's absolutely terrifying!" "I brought a whole crew, and he took them all down!" His voice trembled as he raised his hand, revealing a knife still embedded in his palm. The sight was downright gruesome. Quinton's expression turned dark. "You're useless. I gave you one simple task, and you screwed it up!" "Also, why the hell are you coming to me? Go to a hospital, idiot!" He waved Shawn away in disgust, not wanting to ruin his mood any further. Shawn stole one last lingering glance at Christina before scurrying off to get his wound treated. Christina, her tone indifferent, said, "Mr. Wright, you shouldn't associate with garbage like that." Quinton raised an eyebrow. "You're talking about Shawn?" She nodded. "Yeah. He's mediocre at best. He's not worth your time or investment." Quinton smirked. "I never planned on investing in him. He's just a mutt from Jayrodale, useful for the momen
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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
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Tiana had already been urging Andrew to make a trip to the Rhodes residence. With his current matters finally settled, Andrew made his way there. … Meanwhile, back at the Haywood residence, the funeral was underway. The place was shrouded in white—the last rites for Seth. It should have been a major event, but the atmosphere among the Haywoods was lifeless. No one looked remotely interested, and many of the younger members were outright slacking off, hiding in corners, smoking, drinking, and chatting. Someone whispered, "Xavier's the eldest son of the Haywoods and a damn colonel in the military, yet he couldn't even bring back Andrew's head? What a letdown." Another chimed in, "No kidding. Seth got taken out like that, which is a direct slap to the Haywoods' face." "Honestly, I've never seen our family this humiliated. Xavier even said he'd kill Andrew within three days or take his own life. Big talk for someone who came back empty-handed…" After just a few gulps of alco
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Aspen and Chantelle both gasped in disbelief. They could not believe that Andrew had just toyed with Luna like she was some puppy. He offered her a treat, dangled it right in front of her face, and then yanked it back when she reached for it. Anyone with an ounce of pride would have snapped—and Luna Phelan was not just anyone. "Playing games on a razor's edge… Andrew, I'll be watching," Luna said coldly. "I'll watch how you destroy yourself." Her expression turned colder than it had been even when confronting Xavier.With one sharp step, she kicked up a gust of wind and vanished into the air. It was a clear sign that she was not just leaving, she was unleashing her fury. "That footwork was terrifying," Chantelle muttered. Even Aspen looked shaken. "Keep acting like this, Andrew, and someone's gonna hack you into pieces one day!" Chantelle snapped. After one last angry glare, she stormed off too. Aspen did not have quite the same fire in her. This demon of a man was hear
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Luna turned around, clearly reluctant to even look at Andrew, and said flatly, "I can save you once, maybe even twice—but not a third time. To be precise, the only reason I stepped in at all was because you've done favors for the Phelans… and for Marvin. "But next time? Your life or death will have nothing to do with me. So, here's my advice—tone it down. This is Blumedale, not Jayrodale. You could show off back there, and no one cared, but here? Power and politics clash every second. Dying young might be the only fate you're headed for." Andrew frowned. "Luna, are you sick or something? Did I ask you to save me?" That one line did not just offend Luna—it also lit a fire in Chantelle. "Andrew, what the hell is wrong with you? General Phelan just saved your damn life. You didn't even say thank you, and now you're blaming her? Are you even a man?" She was speechless, thinking the guy was seriously unbelievable. Andrew shot her a cold glare. "Shut your mouth. No one asked for
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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
