Chapter 919

But Andrew didn't back down. He stood firm, his eyes filled with determination. His voice rang out, steady and unwavering. He said, "If I've broken any sect rules, Mr. Meyes, you're free to call me out on it. But if I haven't, then you have neither the right nor the authority to order me around." Though he didn't raise his voice, his words carried through the crowd, cutting through the tense atmosphere. His words were a direct challenge—blatant defiance against a sect elder. The crowd stirred in shock, eyes darting between Andrew and Tristan. Clifford, however, reacted instantly. His eyes bulged as he jabbed a finger at Andrew, roaring, "How dare you talk to Mr. Meyes like that? Do you have no respect for the elders? Let me teach you what it means to respect your elders!" Power surged from Clifford's body, a fierce energy bursting forth. He was ready to beat Andrew down on the spot. And yet—Tristan stood there, cold and indifferent. He didn't say a word nor spare Cli