Aaron said, “I’ve taken a liking to her, so don’t kill her. Give her to me as payment for helping you out this time!”
Andrew rolled his eyes. “What do you mean by ‘helping me’? With Marcelo eliminated, didn’t you, as the White Dragon King, gain plenty of benefits too?”
Aaron was momentarily stunned, then sheepishly said, “Alright, you’ve got a point there. So tell me, what would it take for you to give me this woman?”
Andrew stroked his chin, showing a contemplative expression. “I can give her to you, but first, you need to explain what you plan to do with her.”
Aaron chuckled lecherously. “My martial arts technique mainly focuses on energy absorption. The more solid a woman’s martial foundation, the more beneficial she is to my cultivation. Now you understand, right?”
Andrew replied, “Oh, alright. I get it! Take her away, just don’t cause me any trouble!”
Aaron roughly grabbed Springflow by the hair and dragged her away. “Don’t worry, I guarantee you won’t have any future concerns!”
Logan, acting like a naive fool, could not help but ask, “Mr. Nicholls, I have a question! You practitioners of dark arts, aren’t you afraid that during your energy absorption, the woman might turn against you and cut off your manhood?”
Aaron looked somewhat proud as he laughed. “Since I dare to practice dark arts, I naturally came prepared! Let me put it this way–my manhood has been trained to be immune to fire and water, and even blades and steel can’t harm it. Even if that wench tried a sneak attack with a machete, I could still handle it!”
Logan stared at him in awe. “You’re built different! Say, could you walk me through your technique sometime?”
Aaron scoffed. “My secret techniques? You wish. Not a chance.”
Ronald rolled his eyes. “If you two are done chatting nonsense, I’m out. Marcelo’s dead. According to the rules, his assets and territory are up for grabs, so we’ll be claiming them.”
Andrew waved his hand, indifferent. “Divide it however you like—don’t care. But if you come across any premium, rare medicinal herbs, I want those saved for me.”
Ronald nodded. “Of course. You’re the miracle worker, and those things are only useful in your hands anyway.”
Andrew added, “Also, Mrs. Rhodes went all in this time. The Rhodes family’s portion–make sure it goes to her.”
Ronald and Aaron exchanged reluctant glances. They did not think much of the Rhodes family, believing it was barely a third-rate household in their eyes.
Nonetheless, since Andrew said so, and since that gorgeous cougar Tiana was his mother-in-law, they had no choice but to comply.
Andrew’s opinion carried too much weight to ignore. Besides, this guy clearly had a knack for winning over older women. First Tiana, then Victoria. The man was drowning in sugar mommies.
Jealousy barely even covered it.
Soon enough, the various family heads and the two Dragon Kings left the scene.
Andrew turned back toward Mason, who had been watching in terrified silence. From the moment the fighting began until now, Mason had been on the verge of wetting himself.
But to his credit, he did not run.
If he did, that would be admitting he colluded with Marcelo to ambush Andrew. If that got out, it would mean a death sentence.
“Mr. Mason,” Andrew said with a smile, walking toward him with his hands behind his back. “Today’s Mr. Cillian’s funeral. I came out of kindness to pay my respects—then just happened to be ambushed. You tell me. Was that just a coincidence? Or was it all part of someone’s plan?”