Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 897

Chapter 897

Dylan and Natasha stood amidst a sea of travelers at the Jayrodale Airport’s arrival plaza, their crew of over a hundred trained enforcers blending seamlessly into the crowd.

They looked relaxed on the surface, but in reality, their eyes were locked on their incoming target–Phantom Eye.

Dylan turned and glanced toward the far corner.

There, sitting quietly on a bench like a delicate doll, was Shiloh, her face hidden beneath a white veil. She was completely absorbed in scrolling through short videos on her phone.

Dylan could not help but grumble, “Seriously? Mr. Lloyd actually sent this scatterbrained woman to deal with Phantom Eye? What the hell was he thinking?”

Natasha took one look at Shiloh and felt a muscle twitch in her face. “Quit whining. Mr. Lloyd gave the order, so we should just follow it. Besides, we wouldn’t normally even get the chance to face someone like Phantom Eye. This is our shot to see what a Blumedale martial arts legend is really made of.”

Natasha was far more patient than Dylan, but even she had her doubts.

Dylan scoffed. “Come on, Natasha. Do you really think Shiloh–the softest, most harmless–looking little lamb I’ve ever seen–can handle Phantom Eye?”

Natasha shook her head. “No idea. But if she can’t, there’s still the two of us.”

Dylan snorted. “Damn right. Who cares if he’s some big shot from Blumedale? If we have to, we’ll take him down ourselves.”

Just as the words left his mouth, he felt a light tap on his shoulder.

Turning around, he forced a nervous chuckle. “Shiloh… uh, what are you doing over here?”

Shiloh’s pale, unreadable gaze flicked over him. “Next time, remember–I’m not some soft little lamb, and I’m not some airheaded woman, either.”

“I’m stubborn, and I hold grudges. So if you keep saying things I don’t like…” She tilted her head slightly. “I’ll beat the crap out of you.”

Dylan’s face turned beet red. Getting called out–by a woman, no less–was a first for him.

However, before he could say anything, Shiloh walked past him without another word.

Natasha suddenly tensed. Her eyes locked on the terminal doors as she muttered, “Get ready. Phantom Eye is here.

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Dylan’s body stiffened immediately as he turned to face forward.

Phantom Eye stepped into the plaza, his two bodyguards flanking him. A slow, eerie smirk played on his lips as he eyed the three standing in his path.

“So, you’re the ones who think you can discipline me?”

Dylan and Natasha swallowed hard. Even though Phantom Eye had not lifted a finger, his sheer presence sent a suffocating chill down their spines.

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So, this was the difference of a semi–martial king. Just standing in front of him made their instincts scream danger.

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Chapter 897

Chapter 897

Dylan and Natasha stood amidst a sea of travelers at the Jayrodale Airport’s arrival plaza, their crew of over a hundred trained enforcers blending seamlessly into the crowd.

They looked relaxed on the surface, but in reality, their eyes were locked on their incoming target–Phantom Eye.

Dylan turned and glanced toward the far corner.

There, sitting quietly on a bench like a delicate doll, was Shiloh, her face hidden beneath a white veil. She was completely absorbed in scrolling through short videos on her phone.

Dylan could not help but grumble, “Seriously? Mr. Lloyd actually sent this scatterbrained woman to deal with Phantom Eye? What the hell was he thinking?”