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!"

came barreling toward him. "I already told

casually shook his head, then raised

him like a tsunami. He let out a startled growl, but it

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

impact. He

slap was not fancy, nor did it involve any flashy techniques a martialarts flair. It was just

not. He clutched his

turned and walked out

Dylan moved in and dragged Reuben out

blood, especially around his head, where the wound hadn't

Eye stood in shock, his brain

barely conscious. And the one who did it

and focusing all his attention on Andrew. "Y-You've gotta be a martial

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