The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 872

Felix bowed deeply to Kendrick and said solemnly, "Sir, forgive me."

During the drive back, Luna noticed Felix's somber mood, so she refrained from saying anything to him.

Once they entered the city, Felix broke the silence and asked, "Do you have any connections for unofficial border crossings?"

"Yes, we have someone from Astoria who handles that. It's completely reliable," Luna replied.

Felix nodded thoughtfully. "Let's keep it as a backup plan. We might need it someday."

After encountering the Westerio Order, Felix suspected they might interfere with his mission. Given their absolute control abroad, legal routes home might become impossible. Hence, having alternative plans seemed wise.

indoors while Luna returned home at his request. With the looming threat of the Westerio Order,

near an abandoned single-story house in the desert wasteland of Guneria. The nearest road was over an hour's drive away, and even basic necessities like food and water would be hard to come by in such an isolated location. This was John's chosen meeting spot. Felix was not worried about John escaping after their fight. After all, someone as cautious as John would not have initiated the confrontation unless he was absolutely

hill about six miles away, watching Felix through a high-end telescope mounted on a sturdy tripod. John muttered to himself, his voice filled with cold determination. "Tonight,

his fingers, and an aide immediately made a phone call, signaling the beginning of the spectacle. Minutes later, beams

least a dozen trucks were heading his way. As they got closer, he

mounted with heavy machine guns. Dozens of men emerged carrying AK rifles, while others

arsenal.

distance, likely snipers, which seemed inevitable given the scale of this armed force. Chapter

out, and the night erupted with gunfire

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an ordinary man, nothing would have been left of him-not even scraps to bury. After several minutes of relentless

been standing, and the attackers began to laugh. They were confident that nothing could have survived such an assault. "That felt pretty good," a casual voice cut through their