Andrew looked a little embarrassed and rubbed his nose. “Oh, I meant you’re my friend. And you’re a woman, so technically, that makes you one of the women around me, right?”

Luna’s mood instantly lifted. “No problem with that.”

She smiled brightly and added, “Come on, I’ll walk you out. By the way, I have some info on Jaden’s whereabouts. Do you want it?”

Andrew grinned. “If you’re giving, I’m taking.”

Something flickered in Luna’s heart, and she blurted out without thinking, “If you want it, then I’ll give it to you.”

The moment the words left her mouth, her face turned bright red. What kind of shameless thing had she just said? How could she be so careless and blurt out something so suggestive?

Thankfully, Andrew did not seem to notice anything odd. The two of them walked out of the Martial Tower together, and Luna personally saw him off until his figure disappeared down the road. Then, she turned back toward the tower. She had thought today’s shift at the Martial Tower would be as dull and quiet as usual, but now her chest felt like waves crashing against a shore, restless and alive.

“Uh, General, are you… happy about something?” Leslie looked up at Luna with a strange expression.

Luna kept her face cold and said nothing.

Leslie grew bolder, smirking. “Got closer with Mr. Lloyd, huh? Or did something happen between you two?”

That finally broke Luna’s composure. She snapped, flustered, “Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t. You’re too nosy.”

Leslie snorted a laugh. “General, you’re blushing.”

Meanwhile, in a hidden manor deep within Chetvine, Jaden sat stone-faced as his subordinates reported to him. His jaw was tight, and his teeth clenched audibly.

“Mr. Horton, that’s exactly what happened. That guy didn’t give you any respect at all. We just asked him to come over for questioning, and that bastard started swinging.”

Jaden crossed one leg over the other, his voice flat. “Good. If he dared to throw hands, then I’ll make sure he pays for it. But first, we need evidence proving he’s the one who attacked me.”

He turned his cold gaze to Rio Tripp, the martial saint who had been sent flying through a storefront earlier.

“Rio, you’ve studied countless combat styles and martial systems. Based on your fight, was it Andrew who attacked me?”

Rio looked nervous and scratched the back of his head. “Mr. Horton, I’m sorry for being useless. I tried to test him, but he was way too fast and too strong. I didn’t even have time to react before I was sent flying. He did have some external wounds, but they were just surface-level. Internally, he seemed fine.”

He hesitated, then continued carefully, “Based on that alone, I’d say it wasn’t him who ambushed you. You mentioned that the attacker was also injured that night, and badly too. Unless he’s a god-tier cultivator like Mr. Vazquez, there’s no way he could’ve recovered this fast and be completely unscathed.”

Jaden nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. “You’re right. If it wasn’t Andrew who attacked me, then who the hell was it?”

No one answered because nobody knew.

The more Jaden thought about it, the more furious he became. “Even if that bastard didn’t attack me, make him suffer. He needs to pay for crossing me!”

He slammed his palm down, eyes burning. “He dared to challenge me at the Grand Auction House and refused to show respect to Mr. Vazquez, making a fool out of me in public. Just for that, I’ll make sure he regrets it. The Cunningham and Robertson families might not dare to act, but I don’t care about such nonsense."

His voice turned cold, his tone dripping with venom. “As long as Mr. Vazquez is pleased, I can kill whoever I want. After that, I’ll disappear from Chetvine for a while. Who’s going to stop me?”

He sneered, eyes flashing with cruelty. “That so-called Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family? I’ll turn him into a dead mutt.”

With a loud crash, Jaden slammed his hand on the coffee table, shattering it into splinters as he stood up.

The few confidants in the room froze, their hearts racing. Nobody dared to speak, because everyone knew Jaden’s temper. When he was like this, anyone who said the wrong thing could end up dead. Only Guillermo and a handful of powerful figures could rein in this mad dog.