Chapter 198 Andrews p sent Finley flying, causing thetter to howl in pain.


    Finley clutched his face as blood mixed with shattered teeth sprayed across the floor.


    Yet, it was not the searing pain in his mouth that stung the most it was the sheer audacity of this nobody daring to strike him, fully aware of his connections


    Did this guy have a death wish? If you were a reasonable man, then even if you were just some street vendor, I wouldnt stor oop to hurting you, Andrew said calmly, watching Finley wail in pain as blood seeped through his fingers.


    But since you wont listen to reason, I couldnt care less if youre from the mighty Hidden Dragons or their leader is your granduncle III do whatever I want.


    + His words werent particrly loud, but they carried an undeniable power that left Lauren and Francesca momentarily stunned


    They had not expected Andrew to resort to violence so quickly, leaving Finley crumpled on the ground, Eikely with a broken jaw


    How dare you hurt Mr.


    Moore ! Youre dead! shouted Finleys two attendants in unison.


    They drew knives and lunged at Andrew, their movements precise and coordinated, clearly trained to ambush and incapacitate.


    To Andrew, these martial artists were no different frommon thugs.


    With unbelievable speed, he dodged their daggers and delivered two more devastating ps, sending them flying backward with agonized screams.


    Andrew advanced coldly and struck again, leaving the attendants clutching their heads in agony as they copsed in front of Finley.


    I underestimated you, but this isnt over! Finley snarled as he drew his sword with a metallic ring. Andrews voice turned ice cold.


    Make another move, and III kill you.


    As Francesca had pointed out earlier, these martial sect members thrived on their connections and brute force, often ignoring thew.


    Carrying a deadly weapon in the middle of the city was already a tant act of defiance.


    Nheless, Andrew was not one to back down


    If someone threatened to kill him, he had no problem striking first.


    After all, he had killed sect members before.


    Herman, the Crimson Alliances elder, had not survived hisst encounter in Jayrodale.


    And then there was Tracia, another harsh lesson left in Andrews wake.


    Mr.


    Moore, please calm down! 4 Chapter 108 Just then, a group of people suddenly rushed in to stop the conflict.


    Leading them was a burly, bearded man with amanding aura.


    His steps were heavy, confident, and exuded power.


    Laurens brow furrowed.


    As Giordano, the crime lord of Northern District ! As Giordano, one of Jayrodales four underground bosses, stood tall, his gaze sweeping over the scene with a menacing calm


    He sped his hands in a half bow toward Finley.


    Please, Mr.


    Moore, let me handle this.


    Take a moment to rest and let me deal with these...plications.


    Finley pointed his sword at Andrew with gritted teeth.


    Youre lucky Mr.


    Giordano showed up.


    This isnt over, so you better watch your back! After Ass men escorted Finley and his injured


    attendants to a luxury car outside, áss expression darkened as his cold eyes swept over the three of them.


    He turned to Lauren, and said menacingly, Ms. Rhodes, youd better keep your boy toy in check. Lauren replied icily, Mr.


    Giordano, I dont understand what youre implying.