White Viper could not help but think Andrew was a total coward. Andrew scratched his head, asking, "So, who's your boss? Don't tell me it's that so-called Grand Viper?" White Viper's name twisted in fury, growling, "Shut your mouth! Do you think a little insect like you is even worthy of speaking his name? Now hand over the rest of the treasure map like a good boy, and let me slit your artery open." She laughed maniacally, adding, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to watch every last drop of your blood drain out before you croak." Andrew shook his head. "Let me guess… You've killed so many people, you've started enjoying it, haven't you?" White Viper froze for a second, then sneered. "You're not wrong. But too bad—you've been marked. Not just by Grand Viper, but by people who run the damn world. So, here's the deal, kid. "You either die now, and I take the map from your corpse, or you hand it over and I give you a cleaner death. Two options—pick one." Andrew gave a co

Grand Viper nodded with satisfaction. "You're far stronger than White Viper ever was. That much, I'm not worried about. Go on—handle the second task first, then move on to the first!" Black Viper did not question the order. "Yes, sir!" As Black Viper left, Rafael could not hold back anymore. "Grand Viper, how could you send him to deal with the Wrights first? Your personal grudge can wait—what matters now is recovering the map fragment!" Grand Viper shot him a cold glance, flashing a smile that did not reach his eyes. He asked, "Mr. Driscoll, are you saying your mission is more important than my reputation?" Rafael froze, lips pressed tight, and let out a low scoff. He dared not argue further since this snake-wielding lunatic was a martial king with terrifying killing power. Hence, it was best not to push his luck. … Meanwhile, over at the Wrights' estate, the atmosphere was no better—pure rage gripped every corner of the house. "Five of our men were slaughtered!" roared

Kevin genuinely felt that Andrew was treating him like a true older brother. Maybe he had been too calculating in life—going forward, he owed it to Andrew to show a little sincerity. A flicker of guilt passed through Kevin's heart as he made that silent vow. Meanwhile, Tora had been quietly observing Andrew from the shadows the whole time. He finally stepped forward and spoke in a calm, steady tone. "Mr. Wright, the wounds on our fallen guards were inflicted by a Ghostwillow blade. And among Grand Viper's top two enforcers, White Viper's weapon of choice was exactly that—Ghostwillow. Which confirms that Dr. Lloyd was telling the truth." The moment those words landed, Kevin's trust in Andrew grew even stronger. He said, "Andrew, I can't thank you enough. If not for you, we wouldn't have known that bastard Grand Viper was plotting against the Wrights! Honestly… I'm ashamed to admit I nearly misunderstood you earlier." Tora nodded in agreement. "Indeed. Dr. Lloyd has proven him

With an exaggerated seriousness, Andrew handed over the blade and said, "Kevin, since you're determined to purge your house and serve justice impartially... then fists and kicks won't cut it—use this. It's sharp, clean, and gets the job done in one swing!" Kevin and Tora were left speechless. Meanwhile, Quinton internally screamed, 'You motherf*cker, Andrew. You're f*cking inhuman!' Aspen could not take it anymore. She turned around, her back facing the entire Wright family. Then, she burst out laughing, tears spilling from her eyes. The chaos Andrew stirred up made her pity the Wrights. He was terrifying, like a devil playing dress-up. Of course, Kevin did not actually end up killing his eldest son on the spot. However, his disappointment and disgust toward Quinton were written all over his face. And just like that, an opportunity opened—a perfect time for Yara to rise. … Back in the car after leaving the Wrights estate, Andrew leaned back in his seat and said to Asp

Andrew continued his insults. "Weren't you the one who always thought you were better than everyone else? Even after we split, you couldn't help but go against me—jealous, bitter, convinced I didn't deserve to rise higher than you. "And now? You come crawling to me on your knees. Don't you think that's pathetic? Disgraceful?" Tears slid silently down Christina's face. She broke down in sobs, the pain in her chest unbearable. "I know… I know how worthless I am. I've lost my pride. I've lost my dignity. This is all my fault. "Andrew… I'm not asking for anything else. I know you hate me. I know you've long stopped caring. But I've run out of options. My mom is too old to survive on the streets, and Leroy's body is falling apart since he lost a kidney. You're the only one who can save us now." Andrew pulled his hand back and flicked his fingers in disgust as if her very touch tainted him. Instead, he asked, "What's the situation with Mr. Stevens Senior in Jayrodale?" Christina wi