The Conerys were stunned. Andrius was being disrespectful and arrogant! He trampled on their pride in front of Dr. York! His words infuriated all of them. Their fists clenched, and they wished they could punch him in the face, but he had just saved Jane and was called a genius by Dr. York, so no one had the courage to lay a finger on him. Andrius captured all the reactions on their faces. “I said I won’t take students, and I mean it. No one can change my mind.” With that, Andrius left Kavo Estate. “Arghhh…” Manson cried frustratedly, beating his chest, and stomping his feet after losing the golden opportunity. “Dammit! It’s too bad! I am lucky enough to meet Dr. Moonshade, a skilled doctor, but I missed the chance to become his student and learn from him. This is going to be the biggest regret in my life!” Manson sighed and then looked at Jane. "Madam Montecarlo, when you get a chance, please talk to Dr. Moonshade. What I promised you earlier is still valid." He then pa
There used to be an old saying: the mother relies on the son to succeed, and the wife relies on the husband to succeed. The Conerys became aware of Andrius’ value after what Dr. York said, and they no longer gave Luna the cold shoulder and treated her with more respect. Luna, however, was still mad at Andrius when she saw him. She gave him a car key and said with a stern face, “Rainbow went back to her house to take some luggage in the afternoon, and she’s on the way back. She should be at the train station now. Drive Uncle Bernard’s car and go pick her up.” Andrius did not want to stay and listen to their nonsense as well, so he took the key and went to the garage. Vroom! The black Mercedes drove off the estate like an arrow let loose. Andrius arrived at the train station. He parked the car outside and went to the arrivals lounge. “Huh?” Rainbow spotted Andrius from afar. She jumped happily and shouted his name, “Andy!” “Yo!” The two chatted as they exited the tr
“Don’t worry, Malfoy!” “That’s just a Mercedes! We will catch up to him in a matter of minutes!” “Malfoy, we are good at nothing other than racing. No one else in the capital is better at racing than us!” “Just sit and wait! That girl won’t escape us!” Malfoy’s other rich friends got into their car and stepped on their accelerators. Vroom! Vroom! The roar of expensive engines echoed across the air. The Mercedes was already a hundred meters away, yet in less than one minute, the other expensive cars caught up to it. In the front was Malfoy’s Aston Martin and it quickly overtook the Mercedes. Then, with a sudden steer to the right, the Aston Martin cut into the Mercedes’ lane, attempting to stop it from leaving. At the same time, through the rearview mirror, Andrius spotted another Bentley chasing after him from the rear left. They were obviously together. “These jerks!” Rainbow said angrily, “They are doing it on purpose! They are trying to stop us!” Andrius wa
Rainbow threw up so badly that her face turned pale. “Come here.” Andrius took a thin silver needle out. “Let me treat you.” Rainbow could no longer say a word due to the nausea. Andrius poked the needle into her and tapped her on the back twice. “Andy… Huh?” Rainbow instantly felt relieved. She no longer felt nauseating and felt energized. “This is amazing! That’s it?” “Come on.” Andrius walked into the Grand Regis Hotel. When Rainbow regained her composure, she looked around. “The Grand Regis?” she cried in shock. “Who is holding dinner here?!” The Grand Regis Hotel might not be the most expensive and highest-starred hotel in the capital, but it was still a six-star hotel. The interior was decorated grand and majestic, almost as lavish as that of a seven-star hotel. It was one of the favorite spots for dignitaries to hold an event. Andrius simply said, “The Southern Warzone Master, Dax Wimbleton.” “Who?!” Rainbow cried out loudly, unable to believe what she he
Booked? What nonsense! Malfoy was infuriated. Andrius could go in but not him? He and his friends were some of the richest young masters in the capital, yet they were not allowed in. What did it mean? Were they looking down on them? Displeased, Malfoy wore a snooty expression and said, “We are looking for someone inside. I know he just arrived.” Dustin knew he was talking to a bunch of young men with a rather notable background. If he could avoid conflict, he would. He switched to a softer tone and said, “The Grand Regis is booked for today. The person who booked the hotel is also someone powerful. I don’t know who you are looking for, but the important guests have arrived. Why don’t you wait outside here?” Wait? Malfoy bellowed angrily, “No! I won’t wait here! I want to go in!” Dustin furrowed his brows. He did not want to escalate the situation, so he took a step back and offered his goodwill. “How about a VIP Diamond card for everyone here? With the VIP Diamond
With the governor and the others in the hotel, Malfoy and the others would not dare to lay a finger on Dustin. However, after the dinner, if the group of rich punks held him responsible, he would not get any help from the VIPs. He would be by himself! “Fine,” Dustin compromised. He continued, “I will go ask the VIPs and see what their answers are.” …Inside the VIP room, Andrius was gobbling down the food on the table. Rainbow was also eating, but she seemed a little constrained. The governor, Sven, the deputy-military governor, Kane, and the others were at the table as well, but they dared not feast with the Wolf King. The host, the Southern Warzone Master, Dax Wimbleton, had yet to arrive. The Wolf King could feast, but they could not. “Governor Rostine, sir…” Dustin knocked on the door. He came in and asked, “There are a bunch of rich young masters trying to come into the hotel. They claim they are looking for someone. What do you think…” “Looking for someone?”
“Come on! Come on!” Malfoy leaned over with his ears lifted up and said contemptuously, “I want to know who are you old fags.” His friends reacted in the same frivolous manner. They did not take the adults seriously since they had been the bullies of the city for a long time. Other than a handful of powerful people who they could not afford to mess with, they feared no one and had never been taught a lesson. It was their background that nurtured them into the arrogant and reckless young men they were today. Sven fumed when he heard Malfoy call him an old fag. He said coldly, “I am Sven Ronstine!” Sven Ronstine was the governor of the East River State. He possessed power and authority that only a few in the country could rival. It was not an exaggeration to say that he could control and manipulate many things to his liking. Under normal circumstances, someone as powerful as him was no stranger to headlines and news, and his name should be known by all the citizens of the East
A bolt of lightning struck Malfoy and his friends, shocking them. Their heads buzzed, their hands trembled and they could not recover from the shock. The Southern Warzone Master and the Wolf King?! They had just messed with the wrong people! In fact, some young masters of the wealthy families in the capital, and even some of the richest families across the entire Florence, or even some of the most powerful organizations on the globe, would kneel down before the Wolf King. No wonder Dustin said the VIP in his hotel was someone that they could not afford to mess with. Fear and regret drowned them, but it was too late! Thud! Thump! Malfoy and friends knelt before Andrius instantly. They were horrified to the point that they wet their pants, but none of it mattered. Each and every one of them anxiously and nervously kowtowed in front of Andrius, pleading for their lives. “Wolf King, Southern Warzone Master, I didn’t mean to offend you two! I’m just ignorant! Please spare