Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2398

Amari was furious and snapped, "Theon, you're no saint yourself. I might love my drink, but at least I'm not a scheming fraud pretending to be a proper alchemist."

Theon sneered. "Scheming or not, my alchemy is no worse than yours. Doesn't that piss you off?"

Amari slammed the table. "Fine! Then how about we find out?"

Theon chuckled. "Ignorant brute. Sure, let's see what you've got. You think I'm afraid of you?"

The tension between them shot up instantly, both looking ready to throw down.

Andrew tapped his spoon lightly against his plate, the sound sharp in the air. "Amari, sit down. Why waste your energy on someone irrelevant?"

Then, he turned toward Theon with a faint smile. "You want a match? How about you try me instead?"

Theon's face darkened as he let out a cold snort. "Don't get cocky. There'll be plenty of chances."

He had confirmed multiple times that Andrew was indeed a ninth-grade supreme master alchemist, which filled him with both jealousy and shock.

However, with Luna present, if he agreed to a competition and lost, or worse, suffered a humiliating defeat, he would be shooting himself in the foot. The consequences would far outweigh any benefit, so he had no intention of accepting the challenge.

Andrew looked at him with clear contempt. "Since you don't have the guts, then stay out of my way. Theon, I don't care what you're planning or what tricks you have up your sleeve. But I'm telling you this one time: if you try anything underhanded, I can take you down whenever I feel like it."

Theon’s face turned purple with rage. He roared, "You arrogant brat! What did you just say? Don’t push your luck!"

They were in a public place, yet Andrew showed him no respect at all. It was a direct slap to his face, and everyone watching could feel it.

Meanwhile, Luna and Leslie, who had been observing the exchange, began to understand the situation more clearly. Both women were genuinely shocked.

"Before reaching 30 years old, he already achieved the rank of a ninth-grade supreme alchemist. Even compared to the founding masters of the Divine Alchemists, he’s not inferior in the slightest. So, yes… Calling him my senior isn’t just right; it’s an honor. He’s more than worthy to stand as the ruler of the entire alchemy world."

Leslie was stunned speechless, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Luna’s expression softened, her gaze flickering with emotion as her heart began to race.

Back when they were in Gabo Creek’s capital, she had asked Andrew to teach her alchemy. He had refused, which had left both of them feeling somewhat displeased with each other.

Now, by pure chance, she had found her way to Chetvine and encountered him again, this time through alchemy.

Luna now fully understood that his alchemical skills had reached the absolute pinnacle. He was not just a martial genius who had defeated Ezekiel and dominated the world of martial arts. His mastery of alchemy was equally, if not more, transcendent.

Did that mean Andrew had essentially mastered both martial arts and alchemy, with no one left to challenge him?