Chapter 937

Andrew said, "But you'd better drop that thought... because the consequences will be brutal."

Reuben froze for a second-then burst into loud, mocking laughter. "You've got some nerve, kid! Really putting on a show, huh? You clearly didn't hear Phantom Eye the first time. I'm a guest elder of the Golding family in Blumedale, a semi- martial king! And you're threatening me?"

To Reuben, Andrew was just some punk-someone he could crush with one hand if he wanted. He did not take him seriously in the slightest.

Phantom Eye chimed in from the side, "Reuben, if this kid's acting this cocky, it probably means that crazy woman is still nearby. You might wanna hold off, or this could get ugly fast."

Reuben snorted. "Even if she is, I'm not scared of her. As long as I grab this kid, I don't believe she'd dare make a move."

The words had barely left his mouth before he lunged forward, charging straight at Andrew.

A wicked grin spread across his face. "You walked right into this. Don't blame me for what happens next!"

Natasha panicked. "Darling! Watch out!"

unfazed as Reuben came barreling toward him. "I

then raised his

a monstrous wave of force slammed into him like a tsunami. He let out a startled growl, but it was too late to

his arms up to block when Andrew's palm struck him head-on, then followed through with another blow straight

the metal on impact. He crashed into it

techniques a martialarts flair. It

clutched his bleeding head,

a glance as he turned and walked out of the cell. "Bring him out," he ordered

and Dylan moved in and dragged

the wound hadn't stopped gushing. He lay at Andrew's

in shock, his brain struggling

barely conscious. And the one

up, ignoring Phantom Eye and focusing all his attention on Andrew. "Y-You've gotta be a martial

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