Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2908

Andrew shook his head. "Figures. The kinder you are, the more people step on you and treat you like you are easy prey. Wait a second."

That last line was directed at the manager.

The man stopped and said coldly, "Sir, do you need something else? If you want protection from our restaurant. That will be 10,000 Meurico dollars, or ten gold bars."

Andrew answered him with a direct slap to the face.

With a loud bang, the man was sent flying. He crashed to the ground and struggled to his feet, roaring, "You are digging your own grave! Cause trouble here, and even God himself will not save you."

Dozens of footsteps rang out, and immediately, a group of tattooed thugs surrounded Andrew. Meanwhile, the two little girls retreated behind the crowd.

Andrew sneered. "The Ironheads you talked about were just your own little extortion racket."

The man who had been hit grinned viciously. "So what if you figured it out? I will tell you straight, this place is backed by the city lord's office. A Holtrien acting wild here only proves you do not understand reality. Now you either hand over all your money and get lost, or you stay and die."

Andrew shrugged, finally realizing he had walked into a crooked establishment, and the people backing it were no small figures.

Nonetheless, that was exactly what Andrew wanted. He grabbed a chair and swung it out in one smooth motion.

The dozen thugs were sent flying one by one, with blood gushing everywhere. Screams filled the restaurant. Even the manager panicked and turned to run.

A cold flash appeared in Andrew's eyes, and with a sharp pull through the air, the steak knife on the table shot forward. With a whistle, it pierced straight through the man's chest.

He died on the spot.

The others were terrified. They never expected Andrew to kill someone openly in public.

Their lieutenant colonel leader exploded in rage. "Charge in and take that madman's head."

Andrew sat at the entrance of the restaurant and tightened his grip on the greatsword. He pulled back his hood, and the smile on his face slowly turned feral.

He did not come to Abyss City to sightsee. First, this place was directly under the control of the Ludendorff family.

Andrew had said it before that even in death, Marshall would continue to pay the price. The Ludendorff family needed to hurt more, to honor the townspeople who had all died.

Second, Andrew needed to create as much chaos as possible. Only then would Reginald notice him and make contact.

If he relied on searching alone in a sea of people, with the Outlands this vast, who knew how long that would take?

Only by stirring up massive trouble, combined with the Ludendorff family's bounty, would Reginald have a much better chance of finding him.