Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

"Kill him!"

"That's right! Letting Jerome go is like releasing a wild beast back into the mountains!"

"If we don't rip this little bastard to pieces today, I swear, this fury in my chest will never be satisfied!"

The hunched Grace was the first to lunge at Andrew, her rage overflowing.

Andrew took a step back and gripped the massive crimson pill in his hand. It was an Elixir of Immortality, a tenth-grade Divine Pill. Swallowing it would instantly push his strength to the limit, but the consequences were unpredictable.

Still, surrounded on all sides, Andrew did not have the luxury to overthink.

"Wait!"

Henry rushed in and said in a low, commanding voice, "Forget about Andrew for now. Madam Valencia, Edwin, we need to follow the Moonveil River and hunt Jerome down! His wounds are life-threatening. Even if he managed to hide in the water, he can't stay under forever. If we don't kill him for good, he'll always be a threat waiting to resurface!"

Grace clenched her jaw and let out two more furious growls. Then, her short frame darted across the riverbank, chasing after Jerome without hesitation.

Edwin gave Andrew one last long, cold stare, said nothing, and followed right after with his cane.

Henry's eyes gleamed with cold intensity as he stared Andrew down, then finally scoffed. "I should just end you right here, but killing you changes nothing because Jerome already got away. If you've got half a brain, you'll come to me yourself and beg for a way out. Otherwise, don't think you'll ever make it out of Goldridge alive."noveldrama

With that, he gave Eric a sharp glance before turning to chase after Grace and Edwin.

Andrew silently let out a sigh of relief. If he had to take on three martial saints by himself, his only hope would be to unleash all three seals within his body. Even then, it might not be enough. His last shot at survival would have been that Elixir of Immortality.

Luckily, their top priority was still Jerome. As much as they hated Andrew, they knew killing him now would be meaningless.

Hunting Jerome down came first.

However, Scarlett was not ready to let go. She snarled, "Mr. Humphrey, let's work together and kill Andrew!"

She had learned her lesson and knew she could not beat Andrew alone. Hence, teaming up with Eric might be her only chance.

Eric's pale, sharp face remained expressionless as he approached Andrew.

He said coldly, "You heard Mr. Fischer. Life or death, it's your choice."

Andrew sneered. "Who wouldn't choose life if given the chance? But are you sure the two of you can actually stop me?"

Eric remained calm. "Try and fight your way out if you think you can. Every exit in Goldridge is locked down by our people. Oh, and those three women of yours? They're still running around town. You really think someone like Mr. Fischer would let that slide?

"The moment you arrived in Goldridge, he knew. If you try to escape... then your women's blood will stain the streets."

Andrew clenched his jaw and growled, I'm not running. But Eric, you turned on the man who raised you, so may karma strike you down. And if I get the chance, I'll teach you what it really means to be a son."

Eric laughed darkly. "Perfect! I've been wanting to see just how 'skilled' you really are! Take him!"

Two martial kings stepped forward. One of them was none other than the traitor, Alex. He smirked coldly at Andrew before grabbing his wrist in a tight grip. The other one took out a golden braided rope and bound Andrew's hands tightly.

Suddenly, Scarlett lunged like a wildcat, shrieking, "You filthy little rat! I'm going to kill you today!"

Her fingers curled, nails like daggers, slashing toward Andrew's head.

One hit, and there would be nothing left but a shattered skull and bloody mess.