Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Andrew said coldly, "Just like you said, the other challenges are child's play. If we're going to compete, let's make it thrilling."

The sudden chill in his eyes made Mosby instinctively tense. "What kind of challenge?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady. "You'd better spell it out— what exactly are we talking about here?"

Since life and death had been brought up, he could not help but feel nervous.

Andrew slowly raised a finger and pointed at his forehead, grinning sinisterly. "We're going to test poisons. The rules are simple-you make a bowl of poison, and I make one too. Then, we drink each other's concoction. Whoever's still standing in the end... wins."

Before Mosby could even respond, the crowd let out a collective gasp, hairs standing on end.

A guy exclaimed, "Drink poison? Is Andrew insane?"

"This is practically a death match. He's really pushing Dr. Lake to the edge. Is he so skilled, so fearless, that he sees life and death as a game now? No way-I refuse to believe it!"

Someone murmured, "He's gone too far. T-This is playing with fire."

"Drinking each other's poison—this is the most hardcore, high-stakes duel in the entire medical world. It's like gambling. Andrew isn't leaving Mosby any room to retreat!"

The place exploded with uproar. Not just Andrew's supporters-even those from Mosby's Advanced Medical Institute were visibly shaken by the intensity of the challenge.

from Andrew. Mosby has nothing to lose-he's the kind of guy who'd go all

"I just started to respect him, and now he pulls this reckless stunt?

Play the game!

climb up the platform and beat the crap out of Quinton. He thought that little bastard was enjoying the show a little

life from the safety of the sidelines, of course he wanted the drama to play

was no saving face. He was the one who just minutes ago kept pressing Andrew

teeth, "Andrew, are you really willing to risk

"I've lived decades

You'd better think

mind dying. But you-such a bright future ahead of You really

you...

one last time to appeal

and said, "No worries. Drinking

You, on the other hand, are obviously tired of living. Well, let me help you

nearly exploded. "You son of

felt like it was being set

of living? The hell he was. He had not even fulfilled