Chapter 2317
“General, Ezekiel’s already made it to the 60th floor!”
“General, Ezekiel just hit the 80th floor!”
“General, Ezekiel’s on the 85th floor, and he’s encountered Isabelle Robertson. They’ve started fighting!”
Reports kept flooding in, and Luna’s face had gone deathly pale, tension written all over her features.
“General Turman, Isabelle won’t be able to hold off Ezekiel for long. We need to get someone over there right now!”
Philip’s expression darkened as he dialed the phone again. The line rang briefly before the other party hung up without hesitation, not giving him even a shred of respect.
“Andrew, you little bastard. I don’t care when you throw your tantrums normally, but right now, when we actually need you, you better not screw around with me!”
Cursing under his breath, Philip refused to give up and dialed again. This time, the call connected.
“Are you ever going to stop? Damn it, I already told you I’m not fighting! Are you deaf or something?” Andrew’s voice came through the phone, cursing without any pretense of politeness.
Philip, a decorated general, now wore a pleading expression on his face. “Andrew, just wait a second and calm down, okay? You’ve seen the situation… I don’t have anyone else available. If this keeps up, we’re going to let Ezekiel get exactly what he wants.”
Andrew scoffed coldly. “So what’s that got to do with me? The military’s crawling with talent. Just pull a few heavy hitters back and you’ll take care of him easily enough.”
Philip quickly interjected, “The problem is I don’t have anyone on hand right now! Even if I call people back, that takes time. And Ezekiel’s already almost at the top of the Martial Tower!”
Andrew asked, “What about Luna? She couldn’t stop Ezekiel either?”
Philip glanced at his beloved student and shook his head. “She did injure Ezekiel, but they both held back. There’s no point in them going all out against each other. Stop being stubborn with me. Just tell me what it’s going to take for you to help out?”
Andrew replied coldly, “Sorry, I’m not available.”
A vein bulged on Philip’s forehead. “Andrew, that’s enough! I’m not asking you to help for free, you know. Ezekiel’s about to reach the top. For the sake of my friendship with your old man, just fight once. If you do, the military will owe you a big favor!”
On the other end of the line, Andrew’s voice dripped with mockery. “I knew you’d shamelessly bring up my dad. Fine, I’ll fight once. But remember this: just this once! I cut ties with the military a long time ago. I don’t need any favor you’re talking about. Ezekiel does need to be taken down a peg. I’ll handle that much.”
Philip finally let out a long sigh of relief.
When the call ended, he turned to Luna with a smile. “It’s settled! Looks like my reputation is safe after all. Turn on the live broadcast, I want to see Waylon’s prized student get his head bashed in.”
By now, the general’s grin had twisted into a cold smirk.
However, Luna hesitated. “General Turman, are you really that confident in Andrew? I’m not questioning the Lloyd family’s Dragon Prince, but Ezekiel is terrifying. I’m worried Andrew might fall to the Dragon’s Cyclone too.”