Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2069 After a long silence, Eric finally spoke. "Goldridge is already in chaos. The McCormick family launched a full assault on the Majestic Hotel, but they came away empty-handed. "That convict from the Crimson Flame Cult was incredibly strong, holding his ground against two of their martial saints without losing an inch. In the end, he fought his way out of Goldridge with the Blues covering him, heading southeast." Andrew frowned. "Southeast?" Cordelia had mumbled that direction before too. So, they could roughly deduce that Shiloh had most likely been taken to the southeast.

As for the southeast, that would be like finding a needle ina haystack. Goldridge's southeast led all the way south into the Gabo Creek region, a completely different state. There was no point in overthinking it, so Andrew dragged Cordelia over. The Crimson Flame Cult prisoner was splashed awake with a cup of cold water. Her wet black hair hung over her forehead, looking somewhat disheveled. "You might as well give up, | won't tell you anything, no matter what you ask." Her attitude was just as determined as before. ---- Andrew was not in a hurry and smiled instead. "Won't tell us anything?

That means you do know where Shiloh was taken, right?" Cordelia's expression changed as she tumed her head away. Andrew continued, "Being stubborn is useless. | can cloud your mind, hypnotize your spirit, and make you spill everything exactly as it happened." Cordelia scoffed. "You think that trick will work on me? The Flamebinding is incredibly powerful. No matter what method you use, even if you kill me, you won't get a word out of me." Andrew frowned. "The Flamebinding? You mean that red snake 'on your back?" Cordelia snorted coldly. "Since you already know, why bother with more talk?

| know | won't survive anyway. Why don't you just put me out of my misery and kill me!" Andrew shook his head. "Killing you isn't difficult, but what | want isn't your death... It's finding Shiloh. Your tur, Eric!" Eric once again performed mental control on Cordelia. Soon, her eyes went blank. Andrew began his interrogation, and Cordelia answered general questions honestly. Yet, when it came to Crimson Flame Cult ---- secrets, she would become agonized, then scream and pass out, Eric's expression darkened. "The Flamebinding is really something! It even resists my technique.

Should | force my technique and interrogate her anyway? If this woman can't handle it and dies, so be it. She's worthless anyway." Andrew shook his head. "No. If you push your technique too hard, you'll just waste her life for nothing, and we still won't learn anything!" Eric sneered. "Then what do you suggest? The Majestic Hotel was just a front. Shiloh hasn't been there for some time, and that convict played everyone in Goldridge for fools. If we don't move faster, she'll be drained dry, and we'll have nothing." Andrew's gaze turned icy. "Step aside.

I'll remove the Flamebinding from her, then you can interrogate her." Eric was stunned. "Remove the Flamebinding? Andrew, aren't you supposedly a master of both medicine and martial arts? Since when do you have expertise in seals too? Don't make a fool out of yourself." Andrew ignored the pretty boy's mockery and undid the clothing on Cordelia's back. The Crimson Flame Cult woman smiled seductively. "What's this? Do you want to touch me, handsome?"