Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1221

Andrew waved his hand with a smile and said, "Mr. Bates, I'm not worthy of being compared to those so-called prodigies you mentioned. I just don't like being pushed around, that's all."

Ronan gave a bitter smile and said, "In times like these, not being pushed around has practically become a luxury. A lot of folks just want some basic fairness and justice, but even that feels impossible to get.

"And someone like you, Mr. Lloyd, who dares to fight back against the big, powerful families—well, people like that are few and far between."

Andrew caught a deeper meaning behind Ronan's words. "Mr. Bates, did something happen to you and Janice? Something you can't face alone?"

"If so, don't hold back—I'm just one man, but I'm not afraid to speak up for what's right," Andrew said, his voice steady and firm.

Ronan hesitated, clearly torn, and after a long pause, let out a tired smile. "We are facing something we can't survive on our own. But I've been struggling with whether or not to tell you, Mr. Lloyd. Because this matter is serious, and once you're involved, the consequences could be… unpredictable."

Andrew let out a quiet laugh, his tone calm but tinged with defiance. "You don't have to worry, Mr. Bates. I may not have any strong ties in Blumedale... But if there's really something in this little Gabo Creek region that could stop me, I'd honestly like to see it."

Ronan blinked, caught off guard, and looked at him with deep admiration. "Mr. Lloyd, you carry the kind of righteousness and courage that generations of Holtrien's noble souls have always strived for.

"Alright then—I'll tell you the truth. My granddaughter and I… we're hanging by a thread."

Andrew was visibly surprised. "But Oak Apothecary's got a solid reputation in Blumedale's traditional medicine circles. You and Janice aren't short on money, and you don't have any major enemies, so how could your lives be in danger?"