Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Henry said calmly, "Get on your knees and submit."

Robert replied coldly, "Kiss my ass, you piece of shit! Who the hell do you think you are? The Cantrell family only respects Mr. Thornton's orders and only listens to him."

Henry's expression remained unchanged as he suddenly stepped forward. The massive wind pressure blurred Robert's vision, and his hair was blown back. The next moment, he felt a dull thud in his chest as his entire body was sent flying backward.

Blood sprayed onto the marble floor as Robert collapsed, half-dead. He clutched his chest, unable to even sit up. "You..."

Henry's black robe fluttered lightly as he turned away, his voice still cold. "If you don't submit, then no one in the Cantrell family walks out alive."

Without another glance, he moved on, heading straight for the next major force in Goldridge: the McCormick family.

There was a simple and brutal definition of what made an elite family: first, the family had high-ranking figures who could influence both political and business circles. Second, they had top-tier fighters in the martial world.

On offense, they could eliminate other families, gangs, or individuals; on defense, they could keep their family untouchable.

The McCormick family was exactly that kind of house.

Their head butler, Edwin, was already a martial saint. And the family patriarch? Even more terrifying.

Goldridge. I've already arranged to have tea with the mayor. Everything can be smoothed

are quite bloody and have caused quite a disturbance... The mayor might object." Grayson chuckled. "I'll give him a reason he

had the power to back up such arrogance. In Goldridge,

was just in

and political reach, far beyond what someone

were things that pure martial artists like Jerome simply could not

they said that a 100-year organization was nothing next to a 1000-

until late at night that Henry finally returned to the villa,

Andrew caught

stairs and wrinkled his nose. "You

his eyes burning with desire as he stepped forward and tried to

him, frowning. "Mr. Fischer, maybe go take a

eyebrow.

you want. You know

you like it

nearly exploded right then and there. He almost sprang up and killed them both on the spot. These two degenerates had no