The moment Kenny and Sherilyn heard Andrew's name, they both exploded with fury. "You little bastard! Where are you? Show yourself!" Kenny shouted, veins bulging in his neck. His face twisted into a mask of rage as Andrew calmly stepped out from the crowd, his expression blank. The moment Kenny saw him, his eyes went blood-red. "Andrew, you killed Michael. Today is the day you die!" Andrew replied coolly, "Kenny, you old mutt—you know damn well how he died. If I remember right, you signed a written agreement promising not to challenge the Rhodes family leadership." Kenny's face twisted in a snarl. "Whether I stick to it or not is none of your damn business, you little punk! You think you're in a position to tell me what to do?" However, Andrew did not take the bait. Instead, he smirked. "Of course it's my business. That's why I sent Michael six feet under before you broke your word. Now we're even; nothing owed between us." Kenny trembled with fury, nearly passing out fro
Aidan cast a quick glance down at Tiana, who was struggling to get up from the ground, her body drenched in blood. He sneered with contempt. Even now, he had not used half of his true strength. Jameson suddenly roared, "Everyone from the Rhodes family, follow me—protect our home and save Tiana!" The few remaining guards and fighters from the Rhodes side rushed in without hesitation. However, they were nothing against Aidan, who had already entered a killing mindset. With every punch he threw, someone coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground in agony. Tiana barely managed to stand, the world spinning around her. She forced out a shaky cry, "No… Don't… Don't throw your lives away! Jameson, take Lauren! Get her and Andrew out of here—run, now!" However, Jameson's voice was firm. "We live together, or we die together. Running is not an option." He turned to Andrew, his expression urgent. "Andy, take Lauren and go. Get back to Jayrodale. Don't come near the capital again!" A
Aidan was stunned, realizing that something was very off. In that split second, Aidan, who had brushed off Andrew like an insect, suddenly realized that this so-called "nobody" was not just tough. In fact, he was dangerous. The instant their moves collided, Aidan's instincts—honed on the edge of martial king mastery—screamed in alarm. With a low growl, he made his move. Instead of dodging Andrew's whip-like kick, he charged forward, trying to smash his forehead into Andrew's knee. At the same time, his fingers hooked like claws, launching a brutal move right for Andrew's heart. "You little punk, since you have a dead wish, I'll rip your heart out and show it to you while it's still beating!" Tiana gasped in horror. "Andrew, you're not his match—get out of there, now! If you die here for nothing, everything we've fought for will be wasted!" Andrew's voice was calm but sharp. "Mrs. Rhodes, let me give you a lesson. Watch closely. Taking out trash like this? It really isn't that
Andrew took down Aidan in a flash, and before anyone could react, he had Kenny and Sherilyn on their knees. His attack was so fast and fierce, it stunned the entire Rhodes family like a lightning strike. Jerry clutched his chest and collapsed on the ground, his face frozen with shock. Jameson was holding onto Tiana, so stunned he forgot about his own pain. He mumbled, "No way… Tiana… I told you, you misjudged him!" "No... I was blind too," she admitted. "This guy is so powerful!" Tiana's heart was pounding from the impact of what she had just witnessed. She had always known Andrew was dangerous, and she knew he was smart, always ten steps ahead of everyone else. She had even considered the possibility that he might be at the peak of senior grandmaster level—maybe even something insane, like her own semi–martial king rank. But even with all that in mind, it still was not enough. After all, with someone like Joe from the Driscoll family in the picture, Andrew was still second
As Andrew stepped back, he widened the distance just in time, causing Aidan's furious iron punch to swing through thin air. It felt like punching into a pillow—no resistance, nowhere for the force to go, leaving him frustrated and thrown off. A strange, muffled crack echoed through the air. Andrew flicked his fingers lightly against Aidan's face. In an instant, half of Aidan's cheek swelled up, skin split and bleeding. The sheer precision and power of the move left everyone in the Rhodes family gripping their chests in disbelief. Andrew followed up with a sharp elbow strike, landing squarely between Aidan's shoulder blades. Aidan roared, his body crackling with strain as he unleashed every ounce of strength he had left, determined to go down fighting. Andrew just smirked with disdain. With another palm strike heading toward Aidan, he suddenly shifted mid-motion. What had begun as a soft open-hand strike transformed instantly into a straight, vertical knife-hand blow. "You
Andrew smiled and said, "Relax, Mrs. Rhodes. Don't worry—I'm not here to settle the score for the things you did in the past." Tiana instinctively wanted to snap back. However, the moment she remembered this guy could probably pin her down with one hand, she swallowed her temper fast. She huffed, "Fine. You did the Rhodes family a huge favor today and even saved both our lives. If you wanted to come after me, I'd honestly have no choice but to take it." Jameson chuckled and said, "Tiana, you don't need to be so passive-aggressive. Andy's not that petty. He never had any intention of coming after you." Andrew nodded. "Mr. Rhodes gets me." Jameson looked Andrew up and down with admiration in his eyes. "Andy, I totally misjudged you. I never thought you were hiding your true power—you're on a whole other level!" He laughed heartily, adding, "You and Lauren are a perfect match!" Tiana scoffed unwillingly. "It's too soon to say things like that! Aidan might be gone, but Kenny
Sherilyn sneered, "But don't forget—I'm the daughter-in-law of the Goldings. So what if you killed Aidan? To me, you're still nothing but a bug under my shoe!" The entire Rhodes family looked visibly uncomfortable. Sherilyn, now part of the Goldings by marriage, was no longer just their problem—she had serious backing. And the truth was, none of them dared to lay a finger on her, because the Rhodes family could not afford to provoke the wrath of the Goldings. Amid the tension, Andrew chuckled. "Is that what all the fuss is about? Do you seriously think marrying into the Goldings makes you untouchable? Like you're too good to slap?" As he walked toward her, Sherilyn burst out laughing in fury. "What, are you actually going to hit me? Please! I'm standing right here, Andrew. If you've got the guts, go ahead—hit me!" Kenny stepped up quickly, warning, "Andrew, I know you're reckless and fearless, thinking the world owes you nothing. But I'm warning you now—Sherilyn is carrying
Andrew said coldly "Weren't you the one bragging about carrying the Goldings' heir? Didn't you think marrying into the Goldings made you superior, untouchable? Well, I just slapped the hell out of you, and now you're bawling like a child. So go on, keep insulting me." He lowered his hand, face expressionless, eyes locked on Sherilyn. Sherilyn's head was spinning, her face completely numb from the strikes. She stammered, "You little bas—Andrew, you actually hit me… You actually hit a pregnant woman. I swear, you're finished. My husband will kill you!" Her rage burned to the point she wanted to rip Andrew apart, but the words stuck in her throat. After that last round of slaps, Sherilyn had started questioning reality itself. Just then, a Rhodes family guard burst into the room, out of breath. He shouted, "Mr. and Mrs. Rhodes! We've got trouble—the Goldings are here!" Jameson's face changed. "Shut the gates. Tell them we're not receiving visitors today!" Tiana shook her he