LOGINBefore Andrew could say anything, several people walked into Medicine God's Covenant. They were all in uniform, sharp and disciplined. Leading the group was Luna, followed closely by her aide, Leslie. Behind them were three soldiers carrying a massive plaque. The moment Andrew saw Luna, a flicker of embarrassment crossed his face. "Ms. Phelan, you're here," he said awkwardly. Luna gave him a strange look but did not respond. Instead, she walked straight over to Valerie. Tear stains still lingered at the corners of Valerie's eyes, but her expression had already turned cold. She said flatly, "I was handling some personal matters. Now that you're here, I'll take my leave." She nodded lightly at Luna and turned to go. However, Luna stepped forward, blocking her path. "Hold on." Valerie sneered. "What, you're going to tell me what to do now?" Luna said seriously, "Valerie, I've never cared what you do or what you're thinking. That's your business, not mine. But why were yo
Wilder forced himself to hold back the blood boiling in his chest. That bastard's words cut deeper than any blade, cruel and precise. However, since he had already given Valerie his word, he had to honor it, no matter how much rage he felt. With a flick of his sleeve and a cold snort, Wilder turned away and left with his men. Just like that, the fight everyone expected did not happen. Outside, the crowd that had gathered, hoping to see Andrew's downfall, looked completely disappointed. Still, there was Valerie, a wild, fierce woman who was not easy to deal with. If Andrew killed her, the Reyes family's retaliation would be catastrophic. If he did not, she would probably haunt him until he wished he were dead. Either way, he was screwed. "Now that they're gone, if you want revenge, then come at me," Andrew said calmly, meeting Valerie's gaze head-on. Valerie bit her lip, her face pale. She stepped closer and asked coldly, "Do you feel any remorse?" Andrew tilted his hea
"It sure is lively today." Just as tension filled the air, a teasing voice cut through like a blade of ice. "Andrew, you've done so much evil, it's about time karma caught up to you. Today, you're finally getting what you deserve." Andrew frowned and looked past Wilder toward the entrance, wondering, 'Who the hell is it now?' He could not help but think maybe he should have checked the stars and the planets before opening the door. Why was everyone coming over to pick a fight with him today? Everyone turned toward the doorway and saw a stunning woman with a cold expression walking in gracefully. Wilder said indifferently, "Well, look who it is." The newcomer was not just anyone; it was Valerie. She did not even glance at Wilder. From the moment she appeared, her eyes locked onto Andrew, filled with endless hatred and the urge to kill. "Today, one of us dies, you bastard," she hissed through clenched teeth, her jaw tight enough to crack. Andrew said calmly, "Last t
Anyone familiar with the power players in Chetvine knew that the big shots from noble families and old money households traveled in convoys of luxury sedans. They were all about prestige, elegance, and extravagance. However, the martial arts sects and major underworld forces in Chetvine preferred big SUVs. Thick exhaust pipes, sequential license plates, and they drove with an intimidating presence. When one ran into that kind of convoy, they could bet money it was some underworld kingpin making his rounds. And right now, someone in the crowd recognized exactly who owned this particular fleet. Someone exclaimed, "That's the head of the Murphy family. Looks like he's handling this personally." "See that lead vehicle? That's Mr. Murphy Senior's personal ride. He's a martial emperor. That SUV might look like an ordinary Land Cruiser, but the body can withstand a gun barrage. The specs on that thing are based on the presidential motorcade." Another chimed in, "Can't tell if this
Inside the Medicine God's Covenant, only Andrew, Amari, and a few alchemists were present. Suddenly, a few thugs swaggered in, clearly looking for trouble. With no other choice, Andrew decided to handle it himself. Before anyone could react, Andrew threw a few punches without even glancing at his targets. The thugs had come in standing tall but left crawling on the floor, completely unable to get back up. "Huh, not bad," a gravelly voice said. An older man in a gray suit stepped into the shop, his presence sharp and oppressive. His energy was fierce, clearly a martial saint. He continued, "But it doesn't matter. Even if God himself showed up, this store isn't staying open today." Andrew stepped toward him and said calmly, "Are you done talking?" The old man frowned, giving a dark chuckle. "Maybe you should at least know who I am. That way, you'll understand just how deep a hole you're digging." Andrew waved dismissively. "Not necessary. Whoever you are, I couldn't care
"Fine," Titus said slowly, choosing his words carefully. "I believe you and Andrew aren't involved that way. Honestly, Brielle, I've always felt sorry for what happened to you back then. Losing your child… no one deserved that. I've carried guilt over it for years. I just…" "Shut up," Brielle cut him off sharply. "You don't get to pretend to care, not after dragging up the past. If you're done talking, then get the hell out of my sight." Titus gave her a forced smile. "There it is, that temper of yours. After all these years, it still hasn't changed. Anyway, I came to tell you something. Andrew and Amari just formed a group called the Medicine God's Covenant. "From the name alone, you can tell they're planning to go up against Sovereign's Apothecary. I figured you had a right to know. Andrew is dangerous. I've already issued an order to blacklist him and Amari. If you're still in contact with him, you'd better tell him to back down before it's too late." Brielle's tone was cal







