Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1877

Adam's expression was grim as he nodded. Then, he turned to Andrew and said, "You punk, that palm strike of yours was ferocious! Come on then, let's go another round."

He shifted his stance, fists blazing as he launched a flurry of phantom strikes straight toward Andrew.

Matthew snarled, "You little bastard, that's one of the Yeagers' two founding elders! He's a full-fledged martial saint. Killing you will be effortless!"

Andrew remained expressionless as he clashed head-on with Adam. This was exactly what he needed: a powerful opponent to test out Inferno Strike. He wanted to see just how brutal the Heavenly-tier martial arts technique was.

As the two went blow for blow, Andrew fully committed to the fight, matching Adam with every strike.

Meanwhile, Alex and the others were being systematically suppressed by the Yeager guards, unable to gain any advantage whatsoever.

Henry frowned deeply. Unlike the Cantrells, the Yeagers were a whole different beast. With a grunt, he prepared to leap into the chaos and rip through the Yeager guards himself.

But before he could, a booming voice echoed through the courtyard like thunder. "If you go too far today, you might just lose your place in Goldridge altogether!"

The voice came from deep within the Yeager compound, rich, commanding, and full of power.

Henry's expression changed instantly. "You're still alive, Mr. Isaiah?"

From the shadows, Isaiah Yeager, the unseen elder, scoffed. "I still have a few years left in me. Henry, have you stooped so low to be the McCormick family's attack dog, coming here to force the Yeagers into submission? Let me make this clear. If you so much as lift a finger today, I'll kill you where you stand."

Henry narrowed his eyes. "Maybe it's me now, but what if the McCormick family's top fighters show up next? Whether you like it or not, the Yeagers will have no choice but to submit."

Isaiah replied with pride, "Let them come. Let them all try. We have stood tall in Goldridge for centuries. We've faced storms before."

Henry stayed quiet, his expression growing uglier by the second. He knew full well the McCormick family had chosen to operate from behind the scenes. They pushed him into the spotlight exactly so they would not have to dirty their hands.

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