Chapter 437

Natasha explained, “Dean Mayer was Atlas’s senior apprentice, from the same martial arts school and Northern District’s second-in-command. He was known as ‘Iron Palm.’ However, his skills never matched Atlas’s, which is why Atlas always led the Northern District.”

Andrew asked, “So you’re saying most of Atlas’s assets and personnel fell into Dean’s hands?”

Natasha shook her head. “In terms of manpower, Dean only took about seven elite fighters. However, he did abscond with the majority of the Northern District’s wealth—Atlas’s accumulated fortune.”

“Natasha, do you know where Dean is now?” Andrew frowned.

“As my people previously informed Mr. Lloyd, some of Atlas’s forces have regrouped,” Natasha said gravely. “Dean leads them, and they’ve aligned themselves with the Madblade Martial Academy.”

Andrew was shocked. “Madblade Martial Academy? You mean the place calling itself Jayrodale’s premier martial arts institution?”

Natasha nodded. “That’s the one. Mr. Lloyd, I strongly advise against confronting Madblade Martial Academy unless absolutely necessary.”

“Are they really that formidable?” Andrew raised an eyebrow.

Natasha explained, “Extremely. In terms of pure fighting prowess, we in the underworld don’t stand a chance against them. That’s precisely why Dean sought their protection—he knew neither Dylan nor I would dare challenge them.”

Andrew turned to Lauren. “What do you know about Madblade Martial Academy?”

“Madam Vostokoff is right—they’re not to be trifled with,” Lauren said seriously. “Their grandmaster is renowned as the ultimate authority in Southern Fist techniques. However, I know their legendary grandmaster hasn’t fought in years. The academy is currently run by his successor, whose skills are mediocre at best. I can send our family’s experts to make him hand over Dean and his people.”

After some thought, Andrew nodded. “Let’s do that then.”

Lauren smiled. “Don’t worry. We’ll try to negotiate peacefully with Madblade Martial Academy. Our goal is simply to recover Rhodes Corporation’s sixty million—it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

Andrew turned to Natasha. “Alright then, I’ll accompany Ms. Rhodes. You can head back to West End.”

Natasha nodded, shooting Andrew a subtle but noticeable jealous glance before leaving. Lauren observed this.

Chapter 437

Andrew looked at Jake and chuckled. “I almost forgot my promise to you. Go with Natasha—she’ll promote you.”

Jake pointed at himself in disbelief. “Mr. Lloyd, are you serious?”

“Of course,” Andrew nodded.

“Get in, lucky guy,” Natasha called out impatiently. “For Mr. Lloyd’s sake, I’ll promote you when we get back to West End.”

Natasha’s sports car roared away.

In the passenger seat, Jake could hardly believe he was sitting next to West End’s leader. Nervous, he fidgeted, wondering who Andrew really was to hold such sway over someone as powerful as Natasha.