Chapter 2215
“Move it, mutt. Get out of the damn way,” Andrew said coldly.
Facing Liam and the unreadable Conrad behind him, Andrew’s expression did not change in the slightest.
Liam sneered. “Still as arrogant as ever. But times have changed. Chetvine is no longer your playground where you stand above everyone else.”
His fists cracked with sharp pops as he clenched them, his grin fading into something far more sinister. He was Conrad’s lackey, or more accurately, Conrad’s attack dog who would die at a single glance from his master.
Even though Liam’s own family was quite prestigious and wealthy, following a supreme prodigy like Conrad was what truly made him proud.
“Andrew, you’re dying today!” Liam’s playful expression finally turned dark.
The street thug aura around him vanished instantly, leaving only sinister coldness and thick killing intent. The three other young men at his side also stepped forward with grim expressions, each one a top talent of Chetvine’s younger generation.
In any other city, they would be hailed as prodigies and heirs, but in Chetvine, talent was everywhere. Here, even family jewels and future successors could be found by the dozens. And now, all of them stood with Conrad, with Liam leading the charge.
Andrew studied them with a flicker of surprise in his eyes. With a casual yet mocking tone, he said, “Looks like you’ve changed a lot over the years. Back then, Chetvine was full of useless brats wasting away. Now, at least you’ve grown a spine.”
Liam stepped closer, his eyes narrowing as the scent of bloodlust grew heavier. “Andrew, we’ve all changed. We’ve gotten stronger, and we’ve learned to stand tall. You used to be the Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family, the pride of Chetvine, but now you’re no better than the rest of us.
“Do you even know what Conrad led us through all these years? We fought on the border, we bled in firefights against mercenaries, we defended our nation’s honor with our own lives.
“And you? Where the hell were you? You vanished like a coward, hiding away like some worthless runaway. So don’t stand there acting superior. None of us fear you, and none of us see you as someone worth respecting.”
His words grew colder as the three others closed in, surrounding Andrew. Their power was not overwhelming, but the weight of their killing intent was solid and immovable, the kind that only came from time in the military.
Andrew’s face remained blank. “I don’t kill my own kind. So I’ll warn you one last time… Move aside.”
Liam laughed coldly. “Your own kind? Andrew, the honor on your shoulders rotted away years ago. Back then, you were the chosen one, the leader our organization placed its hopes on. We hated you, but we also respected you. We admitted you were above us.
“But what did you do in return? You betrayed the organization, you became a fugitive, and your entire Lloyd family turned out to be nothing but traitors and failures. You’re a disgrace, and so was your father. Today, Conrad is here to finish you off on behalf of the organization. So tell me, how do you want to die?”
A dangerous gleam flared in Andrew’s eyes, flashing wildly for a moment. Those who knew him best would have recognized it instantly.
It was the spark of pure killing intent, ready to explode.
Liam felt the shift in the air, his breath catching in his throat. Even though he had prepared himself before coming, knowing he would not be facing an ordinary opponent, the reality was still overwhelming.