Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Lauren was steadily recovering.

Over the next few days, Andrew started getting up early to train in martial arts, bringing along Aspen and the overly enthusiastic Francesca. Joining them were Natasha and Dylan, martial artists from rough backgrounds who had survived on raw instinct and brute strength.

Their paths had been messy and unrefined, leading them toward a dead end. Nonetheless, Andrew guided them back onto the right track, introducing them to proper martial discipline and real combat form.

Though neither of them said it out loud, both Natasha and Dylan already held a deep, unspoken gratitude toward him.

Andrew said, "Remember this—there are no shortcuts in martial arts. It doesn't matter if you're a natural or a slow learner. If you want to climb high in this field, you have to put in the hard work."

The morning breeze already carried a slight chill as autumn approached. On the lawn outside Serenity Villa, Andrew stood with his hands behind his back, addressing the four trainees.

Francesca stuck out her tongue with a giggle. "Honey, do you have to be so serious? You're making it hard to keep a straight face!"

Andrew frowned. "Francesca, step forward."

You're not just

sternly. "I told you all last night that we start training today. And if we're training, we follow the rules. Your attitude just now

her sleeves, revealing fair, smooth arms, and smirked. "20? That's

bottom and got down on the ground

called out, "Dylan, turn

but obediently turned his back

Francesca began doing push-ups with proper form, her full bosom touching the ground

enjoying the view. Aspen covered her face, silently judging

being an experienced woman, barely batted an eye. In fact, she looked like she was itching for Andrew

Francesca clapped her hands and stood back up, looking incredibly pleased

days, it's rare to find anyone who

chimed in, "So, can we

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