Before long, Andrew arrived outside Tiana's office. Jerry and his men stood at the door, guarding the entrance.

The moment they saw Andrew approaching, they tensed up. "Mr. Lloyd, why are you back?"

Andrew's voice remained calm. "Move aside. I need to speak with Mrs. Rhodes."

Jerry frowned and took a step forward to block the door. Andrew barely spared him a glance—just one look.

Yet, in that instant, Jerry felt like he had been struck by lightning. A wave of cold terror washed over him as if he had just been locked in the sights of a predator.

His entire body froze, and he mumbled, "M-Mr.Lloyd…"

Jerry pointed at Andrew, his heart pounding violently. He had only experienced this feeling once before.

It had come from a grandmaster, a legendary figure in the southern martial arts world. That man's strength had already surpassed the senior grandmaster level ten years ago, and his name alone commanded fear across all of Holtrien.

Could it be that Andrew had reached that sam