All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 2201 - Chapter 2210

"There's going to be a good show today. I heard that Isabelle, the aloof girl, is finally making her move!" "Really? Let's go check it out then. In the Robertson family, watching that little bitch in action is a rare sight!" "Don't keep calling her a bitch like that. If she hears you, you won't even know how you lost your head!" "You can mess with anyone else, but that psycho woman from the Robertson family? Better keep your distance!" Chetvine never lacked spoiled rich kids. They lived off their fathers' or grandfathers' achievements, lounging on their family's glory, eating well and drinking fine wine for generations without lifting a finger. In their spare time, these wealthy heirs had nothing better to do than show off their money and pursue women. They loved keeping track of which family's daughter was hooking up with whom. However, what really got these rich heirs talking was the ultimate spectacle: the battles between Chetvine's prodigies, where martial arts prowess

Chetvine International Airport went on lockdown that afternoon. The official announcement claimed a mysterious figure was arriving in the city, and the airport would be shut down for three hours. Anyone inconvenienced could head to the other airport in Chetvine instead. However, that was not what people cared about. They really wanted to know who was important enough to get this kind of treatment. After all, shutting down an entire airport was a huge deal. Still, for the people living in Chetvine, it was unsurprising. This city was the beating heart of Holtrien. Every day, countless power players flew into Chetvine for business, some domestic, some international. So airport lockdowns were nothing new. Nonetheless, this time, the gossip-hungry crowd of Chetvine guessed wrong. It was not some foreign dignitary or corporate titan. It was a certain man from the past, someone many of the city’s most powerful families had no desire to see return. So, with just a little maneuveri

"We're finally here." As the plane slid down the runway, Andrew let out a small laugh. Natasha looked tense, her face unusually pale. Andrew glanced at her and asked, "What's wrong, Natasha?" She lowered her head slightly and glanced around nervously. "Darling, ever since we got on the plane, I've had this feeling… like someone's been watching us. And it's not just one person. There are several heavy presences around us, and it's terrifying." Andrew smiled faintly. "Yeah, I felt it too. But don't worry. As long as I'm here, I'll protect you." Natasha shook her head. Despite her fear, her voice was firm. "I'll always stay by your side. If anyone wants to hurt you, they'll have to go through me first." Andrew let out a quiet sigh. Natasha really was a tender and resolute woman. She might not know what he was about to face, but her loyalty to him had never changed. For his sake, she was not afraid of anything; she was willing to do anything. And that kind of woman was exac

"Andrew, if you turn around right now and leave Chetvine for good, then I can spare Belle from having to fight you," Mikayla said. Andrew chuckled. "Mikayla, it's been ten years since we've seen each other, and the first thing out of your mouth is telling me what to do. I still remember that little girl who used to run after me everywhere, that wasn't you speaking like this." "I was just one year older than you, and you were always so eager and friendly. Now you call me so coldly… I guess I'm not the only one who's changed. You've changed too, Mikayla." For once, Mikayla looked unsettled under his gaze. But within a heartbeat, her face hardened again, her composure restored. "Yes, I've changed a lot over these years. Once upon a time, I could call you with admiration because you were truly worth learning from. "Your strength made me look up to you, even worship you! But Andrew, ten years is a long time, and I've transformed. It's not just a simple change. Do you understand? I'm

Andrew said, "But I still can't think of a suitable method to make you stop without making you cry. I need time to figure out exactly what to do." His words instantly infuriated Isabelle. "Fine, Andrew! I hope you can still say things like that when I've shattered all your internal organs!" She slammed her hands together violently, and a circle of purple energy spread out like ripples. With an angry shout, Isabelle's right hand transformed into a wolf-like claw, with energy beginning to take shape at its tips. Energy manifestation was the exclusive domain of martial saints, and Isabelle was clearly already proficient at it. Her left hand clenched into a fist, swinging in a wide circular motion. The air filled with tearing sounds as Isabelle's left hand struck first. It was like a small mountain crashing down on Andrew. He raised both fists to meet the attack, his body immediately sliding backward involuntarily. Sizzling corrosion sounds continuously echoed around him.