Ernesto opened his eyes, his gaze burning with fury. The humiliation he felt at this moment was even worse than when he had faced Shiloh earlier. This guy was simply too shameless; taking advantage of his injuries to steal from him was simply unbearable.
Morgan, who had been meditating nearby, could not help but chuckle helplessly. “It seems you’re a man of strong character. From your moves earlier, it’s clear you’re no ordinary martial artist. Please, give me your name. After tonight, the Drache family of East Veridian will surely thank you for saving me.”
Andrew grinned cheerfully. “Mr. Drache Senior, you’re too kind! Compared to a certain stingy tightwad, you’re at least straightforward. But I’d better not accept your gratitude, since it might turn into the Drache family’s revenge instead.”
Morgan’s voice turned firm. “On that point, you can rest assured. Tonight, you did save me. The Drache family won’t forget this debt. If you don’t believe me, wait and see… We will not treat you with disrespect afterward.”
The Drache family of East Veridian did have a good reputation in the martial world, so Andrew did not doubt his words too much. He yawned and said listlessly, “Then consider your family owing me a favor. How you repay it and what it will be, I’ll decide later.”
It was already the middle of the night. After all that fighting and chaos, Shiloh had actually awakened. Not only had she awakened, but she had also run off on her own. Andrew could do nothing now except find Eric and get back to Gabo Creek province as soon as possible.
Ernesto suddenly asked coldly, “Wait a minute! What’s your relationship with Jerome? Why do you know Inferno Strike? That’s his signature technique!”
Andrew smirked. “Oh, that? The story goes like this…” He paused just long enough for Ernesto to lean in, then grinned. “It’s none of your damn business.”
He strode off, his laughter ringing out three times behind him.
Ernesto’s face turned black as thunder. That little thief!
Morgan said, “Don’t overthink it! We should focus on recovering quickly and getting back to our respective sects and families to report what happened! The Greene family’s saintess has awakened again, and the martial arts world is about to see some serious storms!”
Ernesto snorted coldly and ignored him.
Morgan knew his personality was just that cold and arrogant, so he smiled bitterly. “I never expected that Leona and Arturo would actually lose their lives! If it hadn’t been for that guy just now, we two might not have escaped either! So he was right… We really do owe him our lives!”
Ernesto said stiffly, “He took my stuff, so I don’t owe him anything. If anyone owes him, it’s you!”
Morgan did not want to argue about this and asked instead, “Do you know anything about his background? His Inferno Strike was absolutely masterful! His strength is at least at the martial saint level, but I couldn’t figure out his actual cultivation level. I can hardly believe someone like that exists in today’s martial world.”
Emesto scoffed. “Martial prodigy, my ass. With one strike of my sword, I could reveal his true weakness.”
Morgan only shook his head. Ernesto never could stand anyone being more talented than him. Even so, he was certain of one thing: Andrew only lacked time. In terms of raw talent, to be able to fight toe-to-toe with him at such a young age was definitely a rare find, even rarer than Ernesto himself!