Chapter 2301

Luna froze in place. Her entire body became rigid, as if her soul had suddenly left her body.

“Take them away and treat their injuries,” she finally said, waving her hand with a cold voice. “If anyone else dares to hurt them again, then I will send them straight to hell!”

Kyrie let out a mocking laugh. “Luna, I really don’t get you. That little bitch just now, why didn’t you slap her across the face? What makes her think she’s even qualified to question you?”

Luna glanced at him and said flatly, “Kyrie, from now on, you have no right to ask about my business.”

She turned around and walked out without another word.

Kyrie’s expression instantly darkened. It was the first time Luna had ever turned on him like that, and all of it happened because of Andrew.

He was not stupid. From Aspen’s words earlier, he had already caught a whiff of something unusual. It almost seemed like Luna had some kind of messy feelings toward Andrew, while Aspen, being Andrew’s woman, openly despised Luna and attacked her outright.

Kyrie’s fists cracked as he clenched them tight. “In that case, Andrew, you deserve to die even more! Luna can only be mine!”

…

Half an hour later, Andrew arrived at the military headquarters. “Mr. Lloyd, you’re under suspicion of armed robbery…”

Noah started announcing the charges the moment Andrew stepped inside. Yet, before he could even finish, Andrew’s foot slammed into his stomach.

With a dull thud, Noah, a martial king at his peak, spewed blood and collapsed. He raised a trembling finger at Andrew, terror flashing in his eyes, before they rolled back and he passed out cold.

The room erupted as seven soldiers lunged at Andrew in fury. However, Andrew struck first, slapping them down one after another. Blood gushed out of their mouths as they screamed in agony, collapsing to the floor in heaps.

With a sharp crack, Andrew yanked a shotgun off the wall. His face was expressionless as he loaded it and flicked off the safety.

The gaping barrel pointed straight at a colonel on the floor. Andrew growled, “You have one minute to bring my people here. If you’re even one second late, I swear I’ll smash every head in this room. Now get out!”

His roar was vicious, filled with pure rage. The colonel, half–dead and terrified, staggered to his feet and stumbled out the door. The moment he hit the hall, he screamed at the top of his lungs.

“Help! Somebody help!”

The sound of pounding boots echoed as soldiers rushed in from every direction, sealing off the entire place within seconds.

Luna and Kyrie walked into the room.

“Andrew, put the gun down. Do you even realize what pulling a weapon inside the military headquarters means?” Kyrie barked, his eyes first landing on the shotgun in Andrew’s hands.

Then, he noticed Noah lying on the ground, half–dead. His fury exploded at once.

Luna, however, pressed her lips together, her face paling for just an instant. She knew Andrew would blow up once he came, but she had not expected him to go this far. Looking at him now, he was only one step away from unleashing a massacre.

Andrew raised the shotgun, pointing it straight at Kyrie’s head. He said coldly, “You’ve got some guts, going after my people. If those two women have even a scratch on them, Kyrie, I’ll blow your brains out right here.”

Kyrie’s body gave an involuntary shudder because Andrew’s voice carried no warmth, only the chilling whisper of a devil.