Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 1170 On the ground, Black Wolf writhed in pain, howling in disbelief.

He finally understood why that last squad of heavily armed mercenaries had vanished without a trace after storming Serenity Villa This place was not just a houseit was a damn death trap.

"Who sent you to kill me?" Andrew asked calmly as he twirled the dagger Black Wolf had dropped.

Pinned down by Natasha and Dylan, Black Wolf was drenched in sweat, his shattered legs leaving him gasping in agony.

He growled, "Why the hell should I tell you? You should know exactly who you've pissed off.

Even if I'm in your hands, kid, if you lay a finger on me, the consequences" Andrew did not let him finish, Instead, he drove the blade straight into Black Wolf's chest.

Whatever threat Black Wolf was about to spit out died on his tongue.

His eyes bulged in shock before his head slumped to the sidedead.

"If you didn't have the sense to act like a prisoner, then I did youa favor and sent you straight to hell.

Next time, try being smarter in your next life," Andrew said coldly.

Killing an assassin of semi-martial king rank? Andrew made it look as easy as ABC.

---- Everyone in the room was stunned.

No one had expected him to act that fastor that decisively.

Reuben was shaken, and he muttered, "Mr.

Lloyd...

Black Wolf's skills were on par with mine.

His assassination techniques were refined to perfection.

And you just...

killed him? Isn't that a waste?" Andrew replied without flinching.

"What's there to waste? I've taken out plenty of small-timers like him." No one spoke, and even Aspen did not dare make a sound.

There was something chilling about Andrew in that moment something that left everyone uneasy.

Chantelle gritted her teeth and snapped, "We could've interrogated him! Why go straight for the kill?" Andrew glanced at her.

"Are you being serious right now? Someone tries to murder me, ends up in my grasp, and I don't kill him? You think that's not justified?" Chantelle was momentarily speechless, her chest tight with suppressed fury.

"Andrew, your bloodlust is out of control! First Seth, now Black Wolf do you even realize who these men were? They aren't random nobodies in Blumedale! Taking them out so cleanly could bring real consequences!" she was nearly shouting at him, angry beyond belief.

---- However, Andrew just scoffed.

"Consequences? The Haywoods and Goldings are sending assassins right to my door.

If I showed even a shred of weakness, I'd be dead already.

And now you want to talk to me about caution? About consequences? You think I care?" Chantelle bit her lip, unable to find a single word to argue back.

She knew Andrew was rightthose families had crossed the line.

Moreover, he was not just fighting back.

In fact, he was drawing a line in blood.

Without sparing her another glance, Andrew turned to Dylan." Clean up the bodies.

Dump them in the sewer.

Then, get in touch with the management at The Sovereign Residences.

"My house has been trashed.

I want it restored to perfect condition within three days.

If they can't manage that, then no one's walking away happy." Dylan and Natasha immediately rushed to carry out his orders It might have been the middle of the night, but when Andrew was this pissed, nobody dared drag their feet.