Andrew stared at the struggling Bryan suspended in mid-air and said coldly, "You're a military officer, so I won't lay a hand on you! But remember this: you don't have the right to touch me either. As long as I'm unwilling, uncomfortable, or unhappy, then forget about you, even that old geezer Philip can't do anything to me."

With those words, Andrew let out a cold snort and released the pale-faced Bryan, who dropped to the ground.

Bryan pointed at Andrew, trembling with rage, his lips quive