Chapter 1878

The moment Henry gave the retreat order, Alex and the others fled like prisoners granted a last-minute pardon. Andrew had already been itching to leave, so he fought Adam while slowly falling back with him.

“You sons of bitches came storming in here, and now you want to walk out like nothing happened? Not a chance!” Adam roared, completely fired up.

He went all-in, refusing to let Andrew slip away. However, Andrew did not hold back either, blasting him over and over with Inferno Strike.

Each time their palms collided, Adam felt like his hands had been seared by red-hot irons.

“Damn! What the hell kind of technique is this?” he hissed through clenched teeth.

After a few more hits, he glanced at his hands and froze. They looked like overboiled meat, red and steaming.

“What on earth…” In an instant, Adam became wary.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Andrew stomped the ground and slid backward dozens of meters, instantly catching up to Alex. Then, he grabbed Alex by the collar and hurled him back toward Adam.

“What the hell are you doing? Let me go! No, no, no…” Alex screamed, his voice cracking in sheer terror.

Adam was in a murderous rage, and his killing intent exploded. Without any hesitation, he raised his palm and blasted Alex into pieces.

Henry led the retreat with Andrew close behind, followed by the remaining defeated martial artists. Half an hour later, everyone finally escaped the Yeagers and could catch their breath.

Henry’s eyes flashed with deadly light as he grabbed Andrew by the collar, shouting, “Why did you kill Alex? Tell me!”

Andrew stared at him with a numb expression and empty eyes.

Henry was stunned for a long time before gritting his teeth. “Damn it, this guy’s condition is still unstable! He can’t tell the difference between enemies and allies yet… Poor Alex died for nothing!”

He released Andrew’s collar and straightened his clothes, then nodded. “Not bad! Your performance on the first day was quite impressive! At least you could hold your own against Adam! When we get back, I’ll have Eric hypnotize and control your mind further. I want a puppet that obeys orders completely!”

Andrew remained expressionless like an emotionless robot. Inside, he was already overjoyed. Playing dumb was quite comfortable, and he had managed to get Alex killed without lifting a finger.

He could not help but wonder if the latter, from beyond the grave, would feel it was a justified death.

What delighted Andrew even more was Inferno Strike’s domineering and vicious nature. It truly lived up to being a Heavenly-tier technique as it was incredibly fierce in combat.

Especially the flame power contained within Inferno Strike. Every attack made enemies feel like fire drilling into their meridians, causing burning pain throughout their bodies.

Andrew felt like he had hit the jackpot for the first time in a long while. With Inferno Strike at his command, he no longer feared Eric or even Henry combined.

One was a high-level martial saint, and the other possessed Heavenly-tier divine techniques. Together, they formed an invincible combination!

Nonetheless, Andrew was determined to give them a lesson.

Later, Henry brought Andrew back to the villa at Mount Zion.

The moment they stepped inside, Eric looked up and frowned. “You failed, didn’t you?”

Henry looked annoyed and nodded. “Yeah, we did. The two elders from the Yeagers were no joke. I didn’t even get a shot in.”

Eric asked, “And Andrew? Was he useful?”

Henry, surprisingly, smiled. “Oh yeah, definitely. This guy’s got talent. He’s been hiding it well. He went head-to-head with Adam, a martial saint, and was evenly matched."

Eric frowned. “He’s really that strong?”

Henry chuckled. “What’s wrong? You don’t believe me? Or are you just jealous?”