Se connecterAndrew's hair began to lift even though there was no wind. Beneath those strands, his eyes slowly turned crimson without him realizing it. At that moment, Andrew looked like a raging beast on the edge of losing control. He said, "I gave you a chance. I even tried to convince myself that our old friendship was reason enough to hold back. But it seems you really don't know when to quit. "You honestly think you're here to play judge and jury, to punish me? No. To me, you're nothing but a man trapped in the past: weak, cowardly, and completely useless." Conrad's face twisted with fury. "You bastard! What did you just say?" The red light in Andrew's eyes flared. "I said you're pathetic. A coward, through and through!" The moment he spoke, Luna and the others froze in horror. Andrew tilted his head to dodge Conrad's killing strike, then locked his arms around Conrad's neck. In an instant, the two of them crashed sideways into the steel wall. The impact thundered across the ro
On the Cunningham family's side, Otto let out a long breath. Then, he looked around and laughed heartily. "Conrad truly hasn't disappointed me. He has the strength to openly crush this cursed dragon from the Lloyd family. No other tactic could compare to taking him down personally. Excellent… Absolutely excellent!" He repeated the word several times, and it was clear he was in an exceptionally good mood. The Cunningham family members around him all looked proud, as if the day itself had turned in their favor. Otto had tried various schemes and failed to eliminate Andrew. But now, Conrad was killing Andrew through his own direct challenge. This was undoubtedly a moment of tremendous prestige for the Cunningham family! … Inside the Martial Tower, Conrad was in high spirits, mocking Andrew, "Andrew, if this is your limit, then I can't wait to send you on your way." His strikes were bold and sweeping, occupying absolute advantage. Andrew said nothing, backed against the wall.
Guillermo explained, "Because no matter how strong a person is, they could never be stronger than the feelings and softness in their heart. Conrad isn't his enemy, much less his mortal foe. Deep in Andrew's heart, he still holds the recognition and brotherhood he once had for Conrad. As long as he still remembers the bond, he can't truly kill Conrad." He added, "But Conrad doesn't think that way. People who constantly talk about justice and revenge often end up becoming slaves to both. Conrad and Otto were cut from the same cloth. Maybe they both realized they'd gone too far in their grudges, but that pathetic human weakness made them numb to it. They'd rather keep walking down the wrong road than turn back. "So no matter what, Conrad would fight to the death to kill Andrew. Because he needed to prove that all his hatred, everything he'd felt toward Andrew, had been righteous, had been justified." Jose stayed silent for a moment before shaking his head. "I think people who train
Conrad stood tall, facing Andrew at an angle like a judge delivering a sentence. He raised his voice and said, "Well? Are you convinced now? Have you realized your place?" A low laugh echoed from the corner where Andrew stood. He did not say much, just wiped the blood off his mouth and gestured. "Come on, again!" Conrad frowned. "I hope you can hold out a little longer. I don't want to finish you off too quickly, because if I do, all the anger I've held in for years won't get the release it deserves." Andrew did not reply. He charged forward and attacked again. Soon, they were locked in another fierce exchange. Isabelle's voice turned cold. "Conrad's hitting too hard." This time, Valerie did not argue with her. "Both of them are fighting for real. So it doesn't matter who's hitting harder. It's just that Andrew's at a disadvantage, and Conrad looks a notch stronger." Luna shook her head, though. "That's not it." She looked conflicted as she watched Andrew attacking with
Inside the arena room, everyone watching held their breath. Eric was shocked. He thought, 'It hasn't been that long, and Andrew has already gotten even stronger. The gap between us has really widened. Damn it!' Isabelle said smugly, "Andrew will definitely win. If he doesn't win, I'll help him! I'll sneak up and finish Conrad off myself!" Valerie's eyes remained fixed on Andrew without blinking for even a moment. He had grown stronger, more formidable. Her hope for revenge was becoming even more distant. Was this what it meant to be powerless? To just lie down and take it like a victim who could not fight back? She clenched her fists, refusing to surrender. She hissed, "No way!" Luna, meanwhile, feared Andrew would get hurt. However, she also worried something would happen to Conrad. Her emotions were incredibly conflicted. Conrad roared, "Andrew! Is dodging all you can do?" At that moment, Conrad's attacks grew more ferocious. The Cunningham family's signature techni
Andrew nodded. "That's a bit low, but I guess it'll do. Alright then, I'll allow you to livestream. Set up the camera behind my back." The crew leader was overjoyed. "Mr. Lloyd, are you serious?" Andrew glared at him. "Of course, I'm serious. I'm about to kill someone. Do I look like I'm joking? However, out of the 500 million you collected, 300 million needs to go to me. Consider that money as my broadcasting fee. Sounds fair?" The man looked at Andrew as if he were staring at the devil himself. Meanwhile, Valerie and the others were in disbelief. Andrew always found a way to pull something like this at the most ridiculous times. Conrad sneered. "Don't come crying when it backfires. But whatever, if you want to screw around, that's your problem. I just want a clear conscience." Andrew snapped, "Cut the act! I used to ignore you because I was giving you some respect, but you're no longer a kid. If I keep holding back, what does that make me? And that old bastard Otto? One d







