Chapter 2176

Andrew did not move at all. In his eyes, Freddie’s movements could be described in one word: slow.

Only at the last moment did Andrew finally act. He shifted his body sideways, dodging the kick. Then, he smashed forward like a charging bull.

Freddie shot back like he weighed nothing, crashing hard into a steel equipment case. He hit the ground in a heap, coughing violently, his head spinning as he lay flat on his back.

“Mr. Hawkins!”

A dozen subordinates rushed in anxiously. The leader was a woman with hair pulled back in a high ponytail, her face cold as ice.

She first helped Freddie to his feet, then turned to Andrew and said coldly, “Let me experience Mr. Lloyd’s skills firsthand!”

Andrew looked at her with surprise. “You’re actually a high-level martial saint, just one step away from reaching martial emperor level! In terms of talent, you’re even more gifted than Joe Driscoll and Eric Humphrey, whom I’ve encountered before. However, fighting me won’t end well for you.”

The woman sneered. “Whether it ends well or not, we’ll have to fight first to find out!”

Her entire aura surged as she prepared to attack.

Freddie struggled to his feet and quickly shouted, “Adriana, wait! Don’t be impulsive!”

Adriana Collins looked displeased but still held back.

Freddie coughed twice and smiled bitterly at Andrew. “Mr. Lloyd, you really went all out there. I was just joking around.”

Andrew sighed, looking exasperated. “Mr. Hawkins, you should’ve said so earlier. If I’d known you were just a half-baked martial artist, I would’ve gone easy on you. From the way you carried yourself in the ring before, I thought you were actually strong. Even some of the top martial arts stars couldn’t handle you, but it turns out you… you’re really just…”

Freddie’s face reddened with embarrassment and frustration. He snapped, “Do you even know why those so-called masters lost to me in the first place? My strength doesn’t come from martial arts… It comes from money! Got it?”

Andrew smirked, suppressing a laugh. “Oh, I know. Your money power is in a league of its own. But my money power isn’t exactly weak either. That’s why I didn’t bother showing mercy just now.”

Freddie threw up his hands in frustration. “Forget it! I’m done fighting you. You’ll just piss me off more.”

He motioned to the woman at his side. “This is my personal bodyguard, flown in all the way from Southeast Ouisia. Her name’s Adriana Collins. She’s the top fighter of the Whispering Reed Sect in Auqania!”

Andrew raised an eyebrow, a flicker of intrigue in his eyes. “Nice to meet you, Miss Collins.”

Adriana gave a cold smile. “Andrew, your name has spread far in Auqania. You dared to go head-to-head with the Crimson Flame Cult, and their High Oracle, the Crimson Flame Lord, will never let you go unpunished.”

Andrew remained relaxed, even playful. “Oh, I’m so scared. But tell me, Ms. Collins, I’ve been meaning to ask you something. In Auqania, are there really only these sects? You’re from the Whispering Reed Sect, and the ones who came after me before were from the Crimson Flame Cult. Are there more out there?”

Adriana said coolly, “Auqania is chaotic. Aside from the five great clans, the ten major sects and three warlord factions hold the most power. The Crimson Flame Cult you’ve provoked ranks at least in the top three among the ten major sects. So you’re in big trouble!”

Andrew smiled casually. “No worries. The thing I fear least is trouble!”

Adriana snorted coldly and said nothing more.