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---- Chapter 2328 Sheena shrugged. "It's mostly lit up, and now it's just the dragon's body left to finish! But the

problem is, | haven't been able to unleash its power even once. So I'm frustrated, because what's ahead ofis

going to be a draining fight." Andrew grew curious. "Who are you going up against this time?" Sheena grinned.

"The head of Swordhaven Keep, Alfredo Topsfield, third on the Titan List!" Andrew was genuinely surprised. "Was

it Patriarch Donovan who. asked you to fight Alfredo Topsfield?" Sheena shook her head. "Not Grandpa. It's my

own decision.

Alfredo has been dodging fights, refusing to face me. But this has been going on for almost a year now. If he

thinks he can keep running, I'll make sure he has nowhere left to hide." Seeing her aggressive demeanor,

Andrew frowned. "You're not exactly a match for him, are you? Third on the Titan List, and he's a swordsman at

that. Plus, Swordhaven Keep guards the borders of the nation with an overwhelming presence. What exactly are

you planning to use against Alfredo right now?" Sheena replied coldly, "What else? I'll fight with everything I've

got.

In martial arts, if you don't advance, you fall behind. I've --—- been stuck at the first stage of the martial emperor

for almost two years now. If | don't break through soon, I'm going to be in serious trouble." Andrew said nothing

more. Even he admired Sheena's talent. Once you stepped into the level of martial emperor, there were five

levels to climb. These five represented the true stages of mastery. And beyond the fifth, one could ascend to the

heavens themselves. That meant becoming a martial god, the ultimate peak of martial arts.

As for how strong a martial god really was, Andrew honestly had no clear idea. Even at his peak as a martial

emperor, he had never faced one head-on. At that level, martial gods had long becreclusive, hidden from

the world. Of the few alive today, the one who shook Andrew the most was the one sitting in Chetvine at this

very moment: The National Advisor of Holtrien! Thinking of him, Andrew's eyes tuned cold. The National Advisor

had never treated him or Reginald kindly. Andrew was sure that many of the hidden schemes against them

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carried that old man's shadow.

But right now, he was ---- nowhere near strong enough to face the National Advisor directly and demand

answers. Two days later, Andrew's injuries had healed enough that they no longer affected his daily activities. At

that moment, news spread that Ezekiel was preparing to return home. Ezekiel's attendants, two cold and

beautiful Soryan women, cto the Lloyd family estate to find Andrew. "Mr. Beckett wishes to see you one last

time, Mr. Lloyd." Andrew smiled faintly. "What's left to see?

Just tell him that | wish him a safe journey home." The two women shot him a look filled with fury and hate.

Ezekiel was already crippled, so what 'safe journey' was he even talking about? However, Andrew ignored their

anger completely. One of the women said coldly, "Mr. Lloyd, there is always someone stronger, and a higher sky

above the sky! You humiliated Mr. Beckett, but mark my words, one day my country will produce someone who

will see you ruined beyond ---- redemption!" Andrew simply waved his hand.

"Go on then, | won't be seeing you out." He could not even be bothered to waste words on them. The two women

left the Lloyd family estate in a hurry. Outside, a motorcade had been waiting. They pulled open the door of one

car and slipped inside. Seated in the center was Ezekiel, leaning weakly against the cushions. His face was

deathly pale, his entire being like a withered flower. "Mr. Beckett, he refused to see you," one of them whispered.

Hearing this, Ezekiel slowly closed his eyes. "Drive," he ordered softly. The Sorya convoy immediately pulled

away from Chetvine.

Ezekiel remained silent in the car. It

was not until they had driven beyond

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Chetvine's borders that he suddenly

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unison, " Mr. Beckett!" Ezekiel

coughed violently, his body

convulsing as if his organs were

about to tear themselves apart. After

a while, his breathing gradually

steadied, and then he laughed. His

laughter was shrill, filled with hatred

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and despair. "Why didn't you kill me?

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Andrew, why didn't you just kill me?

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