Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1820

Andrew raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "So, you've got ties to that Fischer family, too? I might've underestimated you."

Zachary grinned. "I mean, sure, we share the same last name, but bloodlines matter. There's close, and there's distant. I'm barely connected to the main Fischer family in Blumedale anymore. My branch of the Fischers is to the Blumedale dynasty what a dirt farmer was to back then."

Andrew found this amusing and teased, "So, you're admitting you're just a dirt farmer?"

Zachary replied with slight pride, "There's nothing I'm ashamed to admit about that. I've gotten to where I am today through my own efforts and the training you gave us back in the day. It has nothing to do with the Fischer family powerhouse in Blumedale."

Andrew hummed in acknowledgment and asked, "Mr. Thornton is a top-ranked figure on the Titan List. His combat power is genuinely martial saint level, capable of controlling an entire region. How could some Eastonian masters manage to poison and attack him? Do you know what happened?"

Zachary smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I don't know! Even though I've been accepted under his tutelage, I'm just an outer disciple. To know about what happens around this master, you'd need to be at least an inner disciple to qualify. But I think with his strength, whatever tricks those Eastonian bastards try won't work!"

Andrew nodded in agreement. When martial arts cultivation reached the martial king level, practitioners could already be considered superhuman, at least beyond the scope of ordinary people.

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