Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1226

Mosby had failed to convince the Golding family, and his mood had hit rock bottom. Given his status, he did not have the authority to issue a bounty backed by the major houses.

In other words, he could not rally the underground assassins under the name of a bloodline clan to hunt down Andrew.

So now, he had no choice but to take an alternative route.

Old Hayface, still battered and cautious, spoke up carefully. "Mr. Lake, we really can't afford to take this lightly. This Andrew guy is no joke. Even Ellis couldn't beat him. If we're going after him, your average martial artist won't cut it."

Mosby shot him a frosty glare and snapped, "Do I need you to remind me? The kid's arrogant, sure—but he's got the strength to back it up. To bring him down, we'll have to be strategic. That's why I said earlier—I'm willing to spend 500 million!

"With that kind of money, I could buy the lives of half the thugs in this city like it's nothing…"

Old Hayface hesitated, then suddenly perked up. "Mr. Lake, wait! Isn't the Grand Medical Summit just around the corner here in Blumedale? Carl should be returning soon from the Advanced Medical Institute to prep for it! With his skills, he could definitely avenge you!"

Mosby's eyes lit up, and then he let out a loud laugh. "You're absolutely right! It's been what—almost two years since Carl went off to the Institute? I nearly forgot I had such a powerful apprentice under my wing!"

Old Hayface rubbed his hands together with a mix of awe and unease on his face.