Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3219

Guillermo's face twitched violently as he snarled, "If you've got nothing nice to say, then shut your mouth. Compromise? Have you ever seen a moving train just stop on command? Have you ever seen me bow my head to anyone?"

Jose thought carefully for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "Mr. Vazquez, I'm not trying to call you out, but actually, yes! Getting a moving train to stop is simple… Just tear up the tracks and blow up the engine, right?

"And you've bowed your head to Andrew's father, Reginald, before. Didn't you still get outplayed by him? I think this time wouldn't be embarrassing either. After all, those father and son are cut from the same cloth, both are not to be messed with."

Guillermo flew into a rage and struck Jose hard across the face with his hand. He pointed at the door and roared, "Get out! Get the hell out of here right now!"

This was the first time the ever-sarcastic, loose-lipped Jose had ever been punished by Guillermo. Clutching his stinging cheek, his mind went blank. After a long pause, he hung his head and slunk away.

On the way out, he muttered, "Mr. Vazquez, you're getting more and more on edge. This slap is nothing, really, as long as it helps you feel a bit better. But from what I can see, you're already losing your grip. If you, this mighty tree, comes crashing down, you'd better give me advance notice so I can make a run for it."

Guillermo said nothing, but his expression was savage enough to kill.

Lorenzo, watching, broke into a cold sweat, his heart pounding with fear. He was much smarter than Jose.

Recently, Guillermo had been working day and night, racking his brains trying to figure out how to deal with Andrew. But each failure, each setback, piled on the pressure until it felt suffocating.

But now, the king felt a threat and knew his reign might be ending.

If the peasants below still had no sense and acted up in front of him, taking nothing seriously, then it was no surprise that a cornered, desperate king, burning with rage, might snap and tear out the throats of these foolish underlings.

After a long while, Guillermo finally gave the order in a hoarse voice. "Lorenzo, help me contact Thunder Sect. Tell them that I can't keep things under control anymore. If they still act like everything's fine, staying high and mighty and throwing everything on me, then I'm sorry… If I'm going down, everyone's going down with me!"

Lorenzo shuddered all over and quickly replied, "Yes, Mr. Vazquez!"