Chapter 230  Andrew’s swift and decisive moves left Christin Francesca,  and the others stunned. None of them expected Andrew to go as far as to completely dominate Harvey, even with Zayne by his  side.  What shocked them even more was that Harvey, who was supposed to be the top heir of Jayrodale, a place known for its skilled fighters, looked like a complete amateur, unable to even get back up after a light strike from Andrew  Zayne’s eyes burned with fury. “Kid, you’ve got a lot of nerve,” he said, his voice filled with anger. “You’ve hurt someone under my watch. That means I can’t let you leave here alive.”  Andrew casually waved his hand. “Quit talking. you want to fight, hurry up, I’ve got other patients to see.”  Zayne nearly exploded with rage. “You brat! You re asking for it now.”  Meanwhile, Harvey remained lying on the ground with his shattered fingers, and he could barely breathe from the pain.  “Mr. Fletcher, do something! Make him pay! I want him dead, now!” Harvey screamed.  Christina quickly stepped in, her voice frantic. “Harvey, you promised me you’d let Andrew go. Are you really going to go back on your word?”  Harvey, gritting his teeth, snarled, “There’s no way I can let this slide!”  He paused, groaning in pain from his hand. “You saw it yourself. This bastard attacked me first! My hand–my hand!”  With a final, agonized scream, Harvey continued to writhe on the ground.  Zayne’s hands moved with lightning speed, one after another, aimed straight at Andrew’s head. The wind from his strike was so intense that everyone around them felt a sharp pain in their ears.  Francesca shouted, “Dr. Lloyd, watch out!”  A cold gleam flashed in Andrew’s eyes. Instead of dodging Zayne’s attack, he moved forward, crashing into Zayne.  Zayne sneered, aiming his hands at both sides of Andrew’s head.  “With these two strikes, I’ll send you to your grave!”  Andrew remained unfazed, clamping down on Zayne’s wrists. As a result, the powerful strikes, once so threatening, were now completely neutralized.  Zayne did not manage to land a single blow.  “How useless!” Andrew muttered, looking at Zayne in disdain.  Chapter 230  +28 BONUS  Zayne’s eyes widened in shock. His signature attack, which had earned him a deadly reputation, was completely shut down with case,  “H–How…” Zayne stammered, unable to comprehend the situation.  Andrew had not only stopped the attack, but also did it without breaking a sweat, leaving him completely exposed.  In his fury, Zayne roared and tried to free his hands, but Andrew’s grip remained unshaken. He shouted, “Let go of me, you bastard!”  Zayne’s rage was palpable as he kicked out with both feet.  Andrew scoffed. “Old man, I’m done playing with you.”  He easily blocked the kick, then drove his knee up into Zayne’s chest with a force that echoed. like thunder. The impact was so brutal that even through the thick fabric of Zayne’s robe, his chest visibly caved in.  L  Zayne coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face paling as he staggered back, his with disbelief.  He had lost! One hit had almost crushed his ribs and internal organs.  eves filled  Andrew was stronger than him, and for a moment, Zayne was in denial about the reality of the situation. Holding his chest, he staggered back in shock.