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 had been meditating nearby and 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."
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