Andrew said coldly, “That waste of space, Hank Armstrong—is he under your command? I’m the one who crippled him. Not only did I cripple him, but I also want to kill him, so if you want to restore Special Ops’ reputation, feel free to come find me.”
He casually mentioned these final points with complete indifference.
Barnaby quickly shook his head. “It’s all a misunderstanding! In terms of rank, you’re above me, and eliminating an insignificant agent would be as easy as breathing for someone of your stature.”
He continued nervously, “Besides, if I’d known beforehand that you were here in Gabo Creek, I never would have dared to come looking for trouble.”
Andrew gave a low snort. “Barnaby the Baby, you speak well, and your composure has become much more refined than it was years ago. Clearly, your former Director taught you plenty.
“There’s a creature called a two-faced snake that smiles warmly at your face but will tear you apart afterward, leaving nothing behind. Tell me, Barnaby, doesn’t that sound a lot like you?”
Under Andrew’s smirk, Barnaby’s smile became awkward as he lowered his head. For just a moment, his gaze flashed with vicious malice.
After all, he was no mere gang leader. He commanded real power, with martial saints under him who were trained killers. He had clawed his way up through blood and shadows, and nothing shocked him anymore.
Part of his reaction earlier had been genuine. He never imagined the Lloyds’ Dragon Prince, once thought gone forever, still lived. No matter how high he climbed, there were some men he could never dismiss.
However, another part of it was insincere.
Barnaby witnessed the rise and fall of countless powers in Chervine, including the spectacular destruction of entire dynasties. He did not believe that after all these years, the former golden boy of Chetvine and nightmare of a generation could still accomplish anything meaningful.
The Lloyd heir would eventually fade away, but the thousand-year dynasties and eternal royal families of Chetvine would remain unchanged, like the eternal sky that persisted through all the changes of time.
“Captain, do you have any specific plans for when you’ll return?” Barnaby asked.
He had dropped his flattering act and looked at Andrew with calm eyes, a subtle and mysterious aura emanating from his small frame.
This was not the kind of presence an ordinary martial artist could cultivate. Despite appearing thin, unremarkable, and even somewhat sleazy, Barnaby’s martial arts could easily crush subordinates like Dante. He had personally eliminated troublesome fighters from the partial world, even those on the Titan List.
Andrew called him Barnaby the Baby because he had the strength to do so. Others had to kneel in worship and address him respectfully.
Andrew clasped his hands behind his back and said coolly, "When I return is none of your concern. Special Ops has never been my favorite, but I’ll admit that it has its strengths. I only hope that when we meet again, you won’t be standing in my way.”
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