Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2907

Two days later, Andrew appeared in another major city. It was not too far from Throne City, the headquarters of the Ludendorff family. So, the moment Andrew entered the city, he immediately saw his portrait scrolling across massive electronic billboards. Below it, several blood-red words blazed out.

[Bounty: 500 Million Meurico Dollars!]

As for who posted the bounty, there was no doubt it was the Ludendorff family.

Andrew only glanced at it before walking away as if nothing had happened. Several hidden gazes swept over him, but then quietly withdrew.

At the moment, Andrew wore a black cloak, and the lowered hood covered most of his face. The Godslayer had been placed inside a large case. So for the time being, no one recognized him.

He picked a restaurant and sat down. The open terrace allowed him to easily see the street below. Finding Reginald was his top priority at the moment. After that, he needed to manage his time carefully and head toward the Deadlands. Since he was already in the Outlands, there was no way he would pass up the chance to investigate the entrance to the Veiled Paradise.

He mocked himself inwardly, thinking he really was a pitiful kid, searching for both his father and his mother.

After tossing two gold bars onto the table, the waiter's smile immediately reached its peak. Soon after, the restaurant's finest dishes were brought out one by one.

Two little girls, their faces smeared with dirt, approached Andrew's table with eager eyes.

They were two child beggars, and they kept swallowing their saliva while staring at the food.

Andrew ate on his own, completely ignoring them. He did not even spare them a glance.

One of the girls finally could not hold back and said, "Sir, could you give us some to eat? We haven't eaten in three days. Please, have some mercy and give us a little."

Andrew remained unmoved, not even shifting his gaze.

The two girls fidgeted restlessly but still held themselves back.

The two children clenched their teeth and said nothing. They simply refused to let go of Andrew's clothes.

Andrew chuckled softly. "It seems I really look easy to bully and easy to extort."

A restaurant manager walked over and tried to persuade him. "Sir, just give them a little something. These kids are quite pitiful. Anyone who eats here usually gives them something when they run into them."

Andrew smiled and said, "The way you put it makes me sound like the villain, like a heartless miser. So what if I refuse to give a single cent?"

The manager snorted coldly. "I was trying to help you, but you clearly took kindness for weakness. If you do not want to give, then do as you please. But let me tell you this: the moment you step outside our restaurant, you are on Ironheads' territory. These two kids belong to the gang. You should think carefully about whether you can afford to offend them."

After saying that, he gave Andrew a mocking smile and turned to leave.