Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3214

Theon flew into a rage and roared, "Who the hell is it, coming to Sovereign's Apothecary to cause trouble?"

Titus' voice trembled. "I-It's Andrew Lloyd. Get over here quickly! Today, our apothecary is in serious trouble. If we don't work together, we'll probably have to close down tomorrow!"

Theon's legs gave out as he slumped into his chair, his face drained of color. "Damn it, speak of the devil, and he appears. How dare he?! I'll see what he can do!"

Feeling utterly humiliated, Theon stormed out with fury in his eyes.

Mikayla trembled with fear, her face filled with despair. She could not believe that Andrew had even come to Sovereign's Apothecary. She wondered if he was here to cause trouble for her.

In truth, Mikayla was overthinking it, and Andrew's arrival had nothing to do with her at all. The Owens family was nothing but ants in Andrew's eyes now. Once he found the time, he could crush them with a flick of his wrist.

Andrew had only one purpose for coming to the Sovereign's Apothecary: to inform them of their last operation day. They had three days to vacate Chetvine and were forbidden from operating there any longer. All their assets were to be surrendered, not a single penny to be taken away.

This demand made Titus furious. "Andrew, don't go too far! Sovereign's Apothecary is under the Divine Alchemists. You're being so aggressive, forcing us to forfeit everything and leave. Do you think the Divine Alchemists are just for show?"

Andrew sat on the couch in Sovereign's Apothecary's first-floor reception hall with his legs crossed. He had only brought two people with him, Nyx and Aspen.

He glanced coldly at Titus, saying, "You're absolutely right. I consider the Divine Alchemists to be just for show. What's wrong, Mr. Sterling? You got a problem with that?"

The latter's whole body trembled as he forcibly suppressed his rage and the urge to call for a deadly attack.

Although Andrew had only brought three people here, Titus was not sure if Sovereign's Apothecary could currently stand against him.

Even Kelvin, a martial god, had been beaten beyond recognition and was kneeling at the Lloyd family estate entrance to atone.

Right now in Chetvine, there was no one more ruthless or domineering than Andrew. Hence, Titus had to be cautious.

At that moment, Theon strode over in his black robes, his face grim. He said, "Andrew, I have no grudge with you. What exactly do you want?"

Andrew's face remained expressionless as he struck out with a palm through the air.

Titus let out a wail and spewed blood violently. He slid backward on his knees, carving a long, horrifying blood trail across the floor.

Clutching his abdomen, his face twisted in unbearable pain, he stuttered, "Y-You…"

His head snapped back, and he passed out cold. Andrew had shattered his energy core. From that moment on, Titus was completely crippled.

The remaining disciples of Sovereign's Apothecary all lowered their heads and stood frozen. A chilling cold ran through their bodies, and none of them dared to make a sound.

Theon's beard trembled as he clenched his teeth, not daring to say a word. He was afraid he would suffer the same fate as Titus.

"You have three days. If Sovereign's Apothecary is operational after three days. Then, I'm sorry, all of you would have to die."