Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Shortly after Andrew and his group left, a black Mercedes slowly pulled up to the alley entrance and stopped.

The driver glanced inside and immediately showed an expression of utter disbelief. "Mr. Byrne, Ezra and the others... They..."

He trembled for a long moment, unable to get the words out.

Marcelo sat in the back seat, his spine straight, saying nothing. After a long silence, he coldly ordered, "Drive!"

The driver was sweating profusely. "But all our men are dead. Who the hell did this? Are we just going to let this slide?"

Marcelo replied indifferently, "It doesn't matter who did it. In the end, they'll all have to die! I underestimated Andrew, that's for sure!"

The driver kept swallowing hard, thinking this was not just a case of underestimating Andrew.

Ezra was a genuine martial king. He was fierce and battle-hardened, and he was not someone ordinary martial artists could handle.

Yet now, he was just lying there on the ground, his corpse probably stone cold by

now.

In all these years, the three Dragon Kings of Blumedale's underground had never suffered such a massive loss. If word got out that one of them had actually lost a martial king, it would cause an uproar.

wake would continue for a whole week. As time passed, more people joined in the verbal attacks against Andrew, the Chamber of Commerce chairman. Andrew could not have cared less and simply ignored them. Every morning, he continued

and joy of the Driscoll family, would still stand across the lake watching his

"Mr. Driscoll, what exactly are you

do you mean? I'm not bothering

be real. Are you trying to steal

a military background, and your fundamentals are tight. But I've never needed to copy anyone. I don't

are you here

looked embarrassed and stammered for a long time, "Well... I wanted to

you're trying to ask about Lauren, then forget it! You remember our agreement, right? You lost, so this matter is

course I remember. We're both. men, and I won't be so

you have

When it comes to winning women, I admit I can't compete with

words made Andrew secretly wary. "Mr. Driscoll, you're suddenly being so reasonable and humble. You're not

red with embarrassment, "Actually, it's not really a scheme! I just wanted to ask you

stunned. "So you're telling me that recently you've been staking out here

more embarrassed and

"Mr. Driscoll, are you trying

you've got a

off. He acted cool, but Andrew

his