Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2081

---- Chapter 2081 Even though Rowan did not actually manage to rescue Andrew in the end, her life-risking determination and loyalty had still moved him. More importantly, she was someone he had not crossed paths with in years, and she seemed to look at him differently now. So, if he rashly stepped in to save her now, would he end up getting entangled in a relationship he could not shake off? Looking up at the pitch-black sky above, Andrew found himself genuinely torn. He mumbled, "You tried to save me once before, even though I didn't need saving.

Since I've stumbled across this situation, I can't just stand by and watch someone suffer. I've never been able to turn a blind eye to people in trouble!" After finding himself a reason, Andrew took two quick steps to reach the locked courtyard gate. As soon as he got close, he could hear Rowan's heartbroken sobs from inside. In Andrew's memory, the Onyx Serpents had always been reasonably powerful among the three major gangs in Gabo Creek. Nonetheless, they were not particularly strong.

changes and ---- Jerome had fallen, both the Hidden Dragons and Crimson Alliance had chosen to seek protection under bigger powers. The Crimson Alliance had directly aligned itself with the McCormick family, while Riker from the Hidden Dragons had become Henry's lapdog. Only the Onyx Serpents had endured repeated suppression while refusing to submit. Eventually, they were forced to

trap set by Eugene, the eldest son of the McDaniel family. Andrew did not need much more than a guess to piece it together. He gripped the door lock and channeled his internal energy. Immediately, the lock shattered and the door swung open. Under the soft indoor lighting, a delicate and

give in. The Onyx ---- Serpents may wither, even vanish completely, but I will never sell my body," Rowan said firmly. She straightened slowly, icy resolve in her tone. When there was no response from behind her for a while, she grew curious and slowly turned around. Then, she froze completely, as if struck by lightning, standing rigid in place. Tears still clung to her pale, flawless cheeks, glistening

which gave her an ethereal quality. Martial artists carried themselves with a certain poise, much like dancers trained in ballet: tall, graceful, magnetic. Rowan's presence was the best of the best. Andrew felt the silence stretching awkwardly and opened his mouth to speak. However,