With that, Andrew led the 5000 Highland Tribe elite warriors into Abyss City in grand fashion. Their strict military discipline and overwhelming battle aura sent inexplicable chills through the city's garrison.

Franz, who had been holding down the fort in Abyss City, was overwhelmed with excitement and jogged over to greet them.

"Andrew, Nyx, you're back!"

Andrew smiled. "Mr. Hearst, thank you for your effort these past two days."

Franz waved his hands repeatedly. "Don't mention it. It's nothing compared to what you've done."

He looked over the Highland Tribe warriors one by one, the satisfaction in his eyes growing deeper.

Andrew said, "Mr. Hearst, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Othniel Fernsby."

Franz straightened up and hurried forward. "Mr. Fernsby, it's nice to meet you. The Highland Tribe warriors truly live up to their reputation!"

Othniel smiled. "You flatter us. The one who truly lives up to his reputation is Mr. Lloyd."

Andrew said, "Mr. Fernsby, Mr. Hearst will