Alonzo reminded him, "Remember, you need to watch your attitude. Based on how arrogant and sharp Andrew has shown himself to be, if you act too high and mighty, he probably won't buy it and might even get pissed off. If that happens, it'll be counterproductive. Understand?"

Cyril's face was full of humiliation. "I understand. But may I suggest someone else go to negotiate with Andrew? After all, I've had a direct confrontation with him before."

Alonzo waved a hand dismissively. "No need. Precisely because you've met him, you're the right person. Past conflicts don't matter anymore, Cyril. At this point, you are likely no match for him. So, you should know what to do to protect yourself and the family."

Cyril looked pained. "Fine. I'll set out immediately."

Of course, Cyril knew what he needed to do to protect himself and the family. He would have to bow, beg for mercy, force a smile, and flatter Andrew.

Yet, he was a martial god, one of the Ludendorff family's pillars, and Andrew