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At that point, Christina paused and swept a cold glance toward Shawn before letting out a sarcastic laugh. "Shawn, you've been out of Jayrodale for a while, haven't you? Clearly, you have no clue what the situation is like now. "Let me tell you—if Andrew wanted to, he could crush your little Fields family with the snap of his fingers. So if you're the one encouraging Quinton to go head-to-head with him, your family would be the first to get wiped out." Shawn stood there frozen, stammering, "I-I was just… you know, just talking big!" Meanwhile, he quickly rolled up his sleeve to wipe away the cold sweat dripping down his forehead. Quinton let out a cold snort. "Even if Andrew has every advantage—timing, location, and support on his side. If the Wrights really go all in, Christie, do you seriously think he could stop us?" Christina frowned. "If you come in full force, maybe Andrew wouldn't be able to handle the Wrights' top fighters. But have you thought about what that really
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The Goth family had set up over a dozen banquet tables and held a modest celebration in Andrew's honor. Aside from Andrew and Francesca's group, the Goths had also invited several of their own guests. Sure enough, everyone who came up for a toast made a point to personally approach Andrew with respect. At the same time, whispers were already spreading—many privately congratulated the Goth family for managing to connect with the head of Moonlit Apothecary. Still clueless about the full scope of her family's affairs, Nyla looked a little lost. That was when Alfred stepped up and took charge of the event. However, he knew his place and never overstepped his bounds. He remained mindful at all times of the difference in status between himself and Nyla. After all, the one calling the shots in the Goth family now was not him—it was that young girl. If Andrew had not been backing her, Alfred would have definitely fought for the family seat himself. Nonetheless, as long as Andrew rema
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"Underground king of Jayrodale? Ha! Never heard of him. What kind of trash title is that?" The two guards did not just ignore them—they started throwing out sleazy insults. Showing up at the Fields family estate and demanding to see the head without even setting foot inside? That was suicide. Francesca's face instantly turned cold as she looked at Andrew with an exaggerated pout. "Andrew, these dogs are seriously disrespecting me. You better make this right, or you're not getting anywhere near my bed tonight." Andrew sighed with a slight headache. When Francesca put on a show, she really committed to the role. He stepped forward and said to the two guards, "I'll give you one shot. Tell your boss that Andrew Lloyd from Moonlit Apothecary is here and wants a word." The guards sized him up, and one of them asked, "You're her man?" Andrew replied coolly, "That's right. Got a problem with that?" The other guard grinned nastily. "Come on, man, quit pretending. We've seen plen
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"So, it was you two who laid hands on my people from the Fields family?" Tony demanded, glaring at Andrew and Francesca. Andrew answered calmly, "Yeah, I'm the one who hit them. And you're Tony Fields, right? The head of the Fields family?" Tony narrowed his eyes. "That's right. And who the hell are you supposed to be?" Andrew's tone stayed icy. "I already told you. My name's Andrew Lloyd—head of Moonlit Apothecary. I didn't come here to cause a scene. I came for one reason only. Tell your son Shawn to lay low from now on and stay the hell out of my sight. Otherwise, I'll wipe out your entire family." Tony's face twisted in rage. He scoffed, "You've got some nerve. You say you're Andrew and expect me to just believe that? Even if you are the head of Moonlit Apothecary, the Fields family won't bow to some power-crazy punk." Andrew remained composed. "I just shut down the Goth family. So, Tony, I suggest you be a little smarter than they were. I'm not here to negotiate. If you
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"Our Fields family doesn't even measure up to the Goths," Tony muttered, his voice heavy with dread. "If he could take them down, wiping us out would be effortless." Oliver snapped, his tone biting. "Tony, call that bastard Shawn back. Right now. You heard Andrew. He doesn't want to see that punk anywhere in Jayrodale again. So, we either follow orders—or we prepare to die." Tony's face was grim as he immediately pulled out his phone to call his son. Meanwhile, Oliver said nothing more. He simply turned around and smacked both gate guards across the face. "Mr. Oliver—sir! W-Why are you hitting us?" The two guards were already a mess as Andrew had broken their noses earlier. Now, their swollen lips looked like sausages from Oliver's slaps. Oliver roared, "You two brainless mutts! You can't even tell who you were dealing with! Didn't hear what the man said? He said your mouths run a little too wild, and I'm here to give you some basic training." He landed another round of b
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"Andrew, where are we going next? The Weller family?" Francesca was practically bouncing in her seat with excitement. The way Tony had gone from arrogant to groveling just now was beyond satisfying to her. Andrew's name really carried weight in Jayrodale now. He did not even have to raise a hand or flex—it just took showing up to scare a grown man stiff. Andrew kept his eyes on the road and replied casually, "We're not going to the Wellers. We're heading to the Stevens family." Francesca blinked in surprise. "The Stevens family? You're going to see Christina?" Her mood flipped fast, and her face darkened instantly. Andrew shook his head. "Not Christina. I just want to stop by and pay my respects to Mr. Stevens Senior. After today, I'll never be stepping through that door again." Francesca let out a soft 'oh' and said, "Alright, I'll come with you then. I heard the old man treated you well back in the day. Seems like the right thing to do." Andrew smiled. "Alright. Let's
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Behind Harvey stood two of the Weller family's senior enforcers. He slowly strutted forward and landed two vicious slaps across Leroy's face. Blood flew as Leroy cried out in pain, stumbling backward. Irene exploded with rage and charged at Harvey, aiming a wild kick. However, Harvey just sneered. "You nasty old hag, I've been holding back on the Stevens family for way too long! Back then, Andrew protected you. Later, Aspen showed up to play the hero. But now? Your precious Stevens family doesn't have a damn guardian left, do you?" With that, he spun and slapped Irene so hard she flew sideways. Short and heavyset as she was, the impact sent her crashing to the ground with a loud thud, followed by her pitiful groans. "Harvey, you and your Weller goons are monsters! You're all going to pay for this!" she screamed through the pain. Christina's face turned ice cold as she stormed forward. "Harvey, you sick bastard—what the hell are you trying to do?" Harvey chuckled darkly. "
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Harvey thought, 'You want Quinton to be your knight in shining armor? That's a joke." From the start, the Stevens family was already caught in the trap Quinton set. At that moment, Quinton watched from a distance, calmly surveying the chaos. "Harvey's really going all in," Shawn said with a smirk. Quinton's expression did not change. "The harder he hits, the more painful it is for the Stevens family. And once I make my entrance, the impact on Christina will be that much stronger." Shawn forced a flattering smile. "Quinton, once you've played the hero and saved the day, you're taking the Stevens family to Blumedale, right? So, could you also help out my Fields family while you're at it?" Quinton replied flatly, "Don't worry. When the time's right, I'll handle it." Shawn swallowed that line with a bitter smile, thinking, 'He's been stringing me along with that same promise for days.' "Quinton, Andrew showed up at my home earlier," Shawn pleaded. "He made it clear—we're on
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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
