Chapter 1835

Matthew exploded with fury, his aura surging outward in a shockwave of rage. "Who the hell dares threaten to kill my son? If you've got the guts, then step out and say it to my face!"

All eyes turned, instinctively locking onto Andrew's direction. Eventually, he strolled casually into the central aisle of the grand hall.

He looked straight at Matthew and said flatly, "I said it. Got a problem with that, Mr. Yeager Senior?"

Matthew roared, "Who the hell are you? Name yourself! The Yeagers don't waste time killing nobodies!"

Andrew gave a sharp chuckle. "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that Joseph lost, and you just can't seem to handle it."

Matthew's eyelid twitched violently as he growled, "Listen, the Yeagers are a noble family of Goldridge. If you knew our name, you wouldn't dare say such things!"

Andrew scoffed. "I don't give a damn if you're the Yeagers, the Wallaces, or Goldridge royalty! Tell Joseph to admit defeat and get the hell out. Zachary's the real winner here!"

His patience had reached its limit. Matthew, just like Calvin, was way too full of himself.

Matthew had not expected Andrew to still hold his ground after hearing who he was. "If he refuses to surrender, are you really going to have Zachary kill him?"

He glared at Andrew, murderous intent pouring from his eyes. If this were not Jerome's territory, he would have already called for a Yeager elite to wipe the floor with him.

Andrew raised a brow. "So you're saying he won't admit defeat?"

he won't. So what can you

the nerve or the power to back up

a chilling

sharp cracks, Joseph's breathing was cut off,

me... H-He's really going to kill me! Quick, s-save...

his voice cracking and fading as

not believe what

really dared

With a furious roar, Matthew shot into

energy erupted from him, sweeping

like a thunderbolt, aiming a deadly palm strike straight at Zachary's skull. He was clearly breaking the rules, interfering with

Rowan shouted

saw something no one else had. Out

figure had appeared at Zachary's

It was Andrew.

seen how he moved, but he was just suddenly there. He raised a single

echoed through

on the spot. His heart shook with pure dread as he thought, 'Who the hell is this guy? What

crashed hard onto the stone tiles of the grand hall. Staggering

a shaking finger at Andrew, eyes red with. disbelief. "Who... are you?

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