Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 2320 On the 99th floor of the Martial Tower, Andrew stood calmly at the entrance to the final level. He said, "Behind me is the last floor. The Octogram is Holtrien's treasure. Ezekiel, if you want it, all you have to do is step over my dead body." Ezekiel remained silent. Gripping the Spirit-Anchor Pill in his hand with a stormy look. Isabelle followed close behind and stuck out her tongue. "I'd advise you not to take it. Andrew is sly as a fox, and no one ever knows what he's really planning. For all you know, that pill could be poison.

The second you swallow it, you'd drop dead on the spot." Ezekiel let out a cold laugh. 'If that were true, then Holtrien would lose all credibility. What great power poisons their opponents and calls it honor?" Isabelle giggled. "Fine, if you don't believe me, go ahead and take it. Either way, I'm confident Andrew can take you down without breaking a sweat." Ezekiel snapped, "Andrew, have you thought about the consequences of poisoning me? Mr. Sloan and Tristars Group's chairman would never let you off the hook!" ---- Andrew smiled faintly. "Why are you rambling on about useless stuff?

You're just stalling for time to recover your strength. But natural recovery won't be nearly as effective as taking the pill. I'll give you three more hours; that's exactly enough time to complete three meditation cycles." With that, he sat down on the floor and closed his eyes, entering a meditative state. Isabelle bounced over to him, gritting her teeth. "Andrew, are you serious about this?" Andrew kept his eyes closed. "Stop trying to scare him. I like the real deal, not half-measures." Isabelle sighed. "Alright, then. I'll just wait to see how this ends.

of him. How dare this bastard treat him like nothing? He lowered his gaze to the pill in his

that Andrew was a Soryan spy planted deep within Holtrien to help him succeed. However, that notion was more absurd than the world's biggest joke. In Waylon's assessment, Andrew was considered one of Sorya's greatest enemies. He ranked just below Holtrien's National Advisor, Reginald, and a handful of other towering pillars of the nation. In short, Waylon saw Andrew as a thorn in his side,

like two mountains pressing against each other: one was destined to fall, while the other would tower above all peaks.

develop. However, watching these two just sit there without fighting was driving her crazy. One seemed utterly carefree, as if nothing mattered, while the other was steadily recovering his strength,