At this moment, he raised his long spear slightly, and his unparalleled aura surged like snowflakes bursting forth. The swirling snow instantly rushed toward Andrew Evans. Andrew's brutal slaughter had triggered his own killing intent.

"You can stop boasting. You haven't recovered from your last battle and now you've suffered fresh wounds. Your guards are miles away—I guarantee I'll bury you here before they arrive, and I won't suffer the slightest harm."

"You came back for the lives of those five children, didn't you? If I die, perhaps my family can't do anything to you, but can they still protect them?" Andrew Evans said sternly, knowing full well that Henry Walker was a murderous demon, and that such words had little chance of swaying him. Yet Henry Walker's unexpected return gave Andrew Evans a sudden inspiration, prompting him to say this.

Henry Walker seemed unmoved and advanced aggressively. Andrew Evans felt helpless, spun his spear, and gritted his teeth to strike first. He knew that if he let the opponent unleash his full assault, he would be dead several times over before his companions arrived. He kept his spear movements within an extremely narrow space, stepping with a strange footwork—seemingly along a straight line, yet constantly shifting angles and directions in bizarre ways, his body and spear shadows attacking Henry Walker.

Henry Walker sighed inwardly. To have fused the secretive Biluo Spear and his family's Yanbo Steps to such a level—among the younger generation, few could match him. If he hadn't decided to leave some trouble for William Evans, he would rather suffer some wounds himself to eliminate him.

As Andrew Evans's attack neared, he calmed his mind, entering a state as tranquil as a still well. He thrust his spear at the empty space among Andrew's spear shadows.

The five children, unable to withstand the overwhelming force in the air, kept retreating, unknowingly ending up more than thirty feet away. Eyes are extremely delicate, and though the air currents here were weaker, they were still hard to bear. Yet Charles and another older youth kept their eyes fixed on the two figures, now just a blur of white, their eyes stinging and tears streaming like rain, seemingly unaware.

Both sides thrust their long spears at each other's openings, changing angles with every miss. Though the fierce battle lasted long, there was never the sound of spears clashing. The Biluo Spear was all about fighting spirit; Andrew, knowing he was doomed, unleashed its incomplete form to the fullest in his final moments. Even with Henry Walker's skill, he couldn't seize the advantage, only gradually weakening his opponent's energy. Henry Walker noticed the two boys outside the battle circle glaring with admiration written all over their faces. Unable to take them as disciples, he felt it a great pity. The boy lying in the snow was clearly lifeless, yet at the center of the battle, his corpse was completely unaffected by the swirling energy. In fact, the currents seemed drawn by another force, gathering around the boy and seeping into his body through the Shaohai acupoint. If Andrew Evans had the leisure to notice this, he would have been even more shocked.

The The Evans Retainers were rushing over at full speed.

Henry Walker had no time to think further, focusing all his strength on countering Andrew Evans's assault. With a clear "clang," the two suddenly separated. Henry Walker drifted down beside Caleb Carter, swept his battle robe, and lifted him onto his own mount.

Andrew Evans fell awkwardly into the snow, spat out a mouthful of blood, and struggled to his feet.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Why should I help William Evans solve his problems? I won't kill you today, but don't think you can keep chasing me. If you can't immediately find a way to dispel the energy I've left in your body, be prepared to be a cripple for life." With that, he laughed heartily, showing his utter disregard for Andrew Evans.

When Andrew Evans first accepted the ambush mission against Henry Walker, he thought the family was finally accepting him, the eldest illegitimate son. Now he suddenly realized that William Evans, for the family's stability, was willing to use Henry Walker's hand to get rid of him. Precisely because of this, Henry Walker had let his guard down, facing Andrew Evans and the five hundred second-rate family guards he led without much caution, allowing himself to be ambushed and losing nearly half his close followers.

Henry Walker turned to the five children and said, "Are you willing to come with me?"

The man before them had destroyed their home—how could the five boys be willing to follow him? Yet for the moment, they had no idea what to do, and all looked to the tall youth among them, whom they usually followed as their leader.

But it was the youth named Charles who spoke up first: "You destroyed our home and brought disaster upon our families. If we meet again, it will be as enemies. We will never accept your kindness, so how could we go with you?" With that, he walked to the dead horse, unhitched the carriage reins, and attached them to the horse Andrew Evans was riding.

The carriage's axle was still made of solid iron; though the compartment was shattered, the main body remained intact. The five boys climbed onto the carriage and left directly.

Charles saw that Caleb Carter's body had been placed on Henry Walker's mount. Though he didn't understand why, he knew it couldn't be recovered, so he said nothing. The other four, still terrified, didn't think of it either.

Andrew Evans had to focus all his energy on dealing with the true energy Henry Walker had left in his body, and under Henry Walker's watchful eye, he could do nothing but let the five children leave. He could only hope the family guards would arrive in time.

Henry Walker then rode away.

Moments later, the The Evans Retainers arrived. Andrew ordered six of them to pursue the five boys. Before Baqiao Bridge, the carriage tracks and numerous hoofprints were tangled together. The many hoofprints were clearly left by Henry Walker and his group, and the pursuers dared not approach. After crossing Baqiao Bridge, the tracks split; when they caught up with the carriage, it was empty—the five boys had vanished. But beyond Baqiao Bridge was already the territory of the East Sea faction, so the Retainers dared not linger and returned to report the details to Andrew Evans.

Andrew Evans sighed, "Among those five, there will surely be great trouble in the future." His face was full of helplessness.