Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1575

Andrew said, "Anyone who didn't know better would think you came here to pay your respects and visit his spirit. But in reality, after a hundred years, the little emperor's childhood friend has become nothing more than a greedy coward who fears death above all else."

His voice dripped with contempt as he continued his verbal assault. "You want to steal your childhood friend's burial treasures, you want his precious belongings, and you want to wreck his tomb. Stanley, you foreigners are just like your so-called ancestors who invaded Holtrien back then—hypocritical, putting on false airs, and shamelessly greedy!"

Andrew's words caused the smile on Stanley's face to fade bit by bit until his expression turned dark and menacing. He hissed, "I just don't want to die—I want to extend my life! Is it wrong for a person to fear death and desire immortality?"

Andrew scoffed coldly in response. "Everyone in the world clings to life and fears death, and I'm no exception! But I would never claim someone as my childhood friend, say I'll never forget him, and then run off to rob his grave, ensuring he can't rest in peace even in death!"

Stanley let out a furious roar that echoed through the chamber. "Enough! You know nothing about what happened back then and have no right to interfere!

"When the Demon Queen was in power, all the talented people in the world were trying to curry favor with her. When the palace guards reported that the overseas fleet had captured the Elixir of Immortality from foreign lands, claiming that whoever drank it would live forever and avoid death and hell, do you know how overjoyed and selfish that Demon Queen became?"

His eyes blazed with old resentment as painful memories surfaced. "She wanted to remain an empress forever and become the eternal ruler of the Fallen Crimson Dynasty! Meanwhile, the Little Emperor could only watch helplessly as that old hag sat in the position that rightfully belonged to him until he died of old age."

Stanley's voice grew bitter as he recounted the injustice he had witnessed.

"At the time, I was only seven years old and didn't understand anything—I only knew how to cockfight in the Luminous Palace. But I could still see that the Little Emperor was unhappy, so that night, I snuck into the Demon Queen's bedchamber."

He continued, "That old woman might have been aged, but her heart was still young—she was busy pleasuring herself with her male concubines, making disgusting sounds. I crawled behind the silk curtains and waited quietly in the shadows.

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