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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 2686

Koda was drinking happily when he glanced over and laughed. ” Oh, it’s you, Jovan. What’s up? If it’s nothing serious, grab a seat and have a drink with us.” Jovan Maddock kept his head lowered, his voice barely above a whisper. “Koda, I don’t drink, but you guys go ahead. I just wanted to ask… about Mr. Livingston’s funeral. What are we doing about it? Could you maybe postpone your match with the Grand Elder and hold Master’s funeral first? Would that be okay?” The smile on Koda’s face slowly faded.

What replaced it was a look of pure malice as he sneered.” Jovan, what did you just say? Say that again?” Jovan stammered nervously. “Koda, I was saying… about Mr. Livingston’s funeral, could you…” Before he could finish, Koda’s hand shot out and slapped Jovan viciously across the face. In an instant, Jovan was sent flying and crashed into the center of the banquet hall, blood trickling from his mouth as half his face swelled up grotesquely. Every eye in the room turned toward him, and the entire hall fell dead silent. —- Andrew’s smile only deepened.

Koda raised his finger and roared with rage. “You little bastard, you’ve got some nerve bringing up that dead old fool in my presence. I’m the one who cut him in half with my sword, and you expect me to hold a funeral for him? Jovan, are you really that stupid, or are you just hopelessly naive?” The crowd of fighters below erupted into roaring laughter. One of the disciples of the Advanced Medical Institute jeered mockingly. “Jovan, I honestly don’t know what goes on in that head of yours. Right now, Koda is the only one calling the shots around here.

The only reason you’re still breathing is because you’re the youngest, the weakest, and the most pathetic excuse for a disciple we’ve got. Just for bringing up Mr. Livingston, Koda should’ve split you in two on the spot.” The threat hung heavy in the air. Jovan’s face went pale with terror as he dropped to his knees and began begging desperately to Koda. “Koda, I was wrong, I know I was wrong! But Mr. Livingston raised us and taught us everything we know. I’m begging you… Since he’s already gone, please just give him a proper funeral. Please? Or Koda, just let me go.

Let me hold a memorial for Mr. Livingston. Can’t you at least allow that?” —- His words only triggered another wave of mocking laughter. “What a dumbass!” “Who the hell is this loyal these days? No wonder you’re completely useless.” The insults kept coming. “Jovan, you must have a death wish. Don’t you know Koda hates it when anyone mentions Mr. Livingston in front of him? You’re finished!” Koda sat at the head of the table, his expression dark as a storm cloud. The murderous gleam in his eyes flashed briefly before disappearing. Then, he smiled.

“Jovan, you’ve begged me for this over and over again. If I don’t honor your loyalty, people might say I’m worse than a dog. Fine, I’ll let you go and hold a memorial for Mr. Livingston. But I have one condition: you come up here and use my greatsword to cut off both your ears, one by one. Do that, and I’ll agree.” As he finished speaking, Koda’s twisted grin grew even more pronounced. With a single slap of his hand, the massive sword leaped up and plunged straight into the marble floor, slicing through it like butter.

Jovan began trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with absolute terror. Meanwhile, the laughter and jeering around him —- exploded even louder. “Cut off your ears! Cut off your ears!” “Jovan, if you’re any kind of man, do what Koda says!” “Come on, slice those ears off and give us something to snack on with our drinks. That way, you’ll prove your loyalty to Mr. Livingston. You pathetic idiot! I can’t believe someone this stupid actually exists! I’m dying here…” The mockery was relentless. Jovan was clearly terrified out of his mind.

Yet despite his fear, he began shuffling forward, step by agonizing step, toward Koda. “Koda, if I… if I really cut off my ears, will you truly keep your word?” His words came out with great difficulty, revealing the inner turmoil and dread consuming him. Even so, he still kept walking toward Koda, never once pausing, Eric glanced at Andrew. “This kid’s got some real guts, doesn’t ree