Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3010 Alonzo reminded him, "Remember, you need to watch your attitude. Based on how arrogant and sharp Andrew has shown himself to be, if you act too high and mighty, he probably won't buy it and might even get pissed off. If that happens, it'll be counterproductive. Understand?" Cyril's face was full of humiliation. "| understand. But may | suggest someone else go to negotiate with Andrew? After all, I've had a direct confrontation with him before." Alonzo waved a hand dismissively. "No need. Precisely because you've met him, you're the right person.

Past conflicts don't matter anymore, Cyril. At this point, you are likely no match for him. So, you should know what to do to protect yourself and the family." Cyril looked pained. "Fine. Ill set out immediately." Of course, Cyril knew what he needed to do to protect himself and the family. He would have to bow, beg for mercy, force a smile, and flatter Andrew. Yet, he was a martial god, one of the Ludendorff family's pillars, and Andrew had been his prey not long ago. He never imagined the roles would reverse so quickly. Now it was his turn to beg and play the subordinate.

---- The thought alone filled Cyril with resentment, made it hard to bear, and ignited his fury, Just then, a figure seated in a wheelchair was pushed into the hall. His entire body was covered with a dense array of medical instruments, completely immobilized. Only his eyes, stark white and filled with infinite hatred and distortion, darted around. Alonzo and the others frowned upon seeing this. "Prescott, you should be resting and recovering. Why are you out here?" one of the family elders reprimanded. Prescott, in the wheelchair, flushed red, his lips trembling with rage. "I want revenge.

Uncle Alonzo, please let me go with Cyril to Abyss City. I'll make sure Andrew dies this time." Alonzo waved him off impatiently. "Don't cause any unnecessary trouble. Someone, take him back. Take good care of him and don't let him wander around, endangering his health." Prescott roared, "I'm not leaving! | hate him! | hate Andrew! He destroyed me. | have to kill him. No, | want to torture him until he wishes for death. If | don't get this revenge, | would rather die. I'd rather go to hell!" Alonzo was furious. "Prescott, have you had enough?

In your current state, how do you plan to fight anyone? I'm even telling Cyril to keep a low profile, let alone someone in your crippled ---- condition. "Raiden has left Throne City for important business regarding the Veiled Paradise. But if you think no one can control you now, you are sorely mistaken! Prescott, the family will address your situation, but right now is not the time to tear open old wounds with Andrew. Do you understand?" Prescott let out a bitter laugh and scanned the room.

The people in the family hall who used to bow and scrape for his favor now looked at him with cold indifference, barely even glancing his way. It was simple: he was now the family's cripple. Besides clinging to life, he was useless. Once a family heir, in a year or two, he would undoubtedly be a forgotten figure. The Ludendorff family had no place for the weak, let alone a cripple who was worse than weak. As the servants wheeled him out of the hall, Prescott suddenly struggled. His eyes bloodshot, he shouted excitedly, "Take me to the Sacred Mountain of the vampire clan.

| will stop at nothing to get back, to get my revenge!" The servant was shocked. "Your Highness, you..." Prescott suddenly turned his head, glaring at him viciously, ---- blood seeping from between his clenched teeth. "Are you deaf? | told you to arrange my trip to the Sacred Mountain of the vampire clan. Tell Uncle Alonzo this is my choice. | willingly accept the vampire transformation. All | want is my body and my strength back. | want that little bastard to regret ever crossing the Ludendorff family!"