Sean naturally did not believe Gina and waved her off impatiently. "That's enough. Stop bothering me already."With those words, he left with Lisa in his arms.Gina was going to speak further when Frank chuckled. "He's not even bothered to talk to you, but you're still sticking your head up his ass.""Shut up! This is none of your business!" Gina shot him a vicious glare.Just then, Vicky strode up onstage, taking the microphone with a professional smile. "We're officially starting the groundbreaking ceremony of the West City Project. Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Ms. Helen Lane, my partner and the board chair of Lane Holdings…"Applause thundered at her words, and Helen walked up on stage in her blue gown.Sean was clapping half-heartedly until he saw Helen's flawless face.His jaw dropped as he looked on in disbelief. "How the fuck…?!"He had seen with his own eyes how gruesome the scar on Helen's face was, but it was now gone without a trace!And now, looki
Helen was thoroughly disgusted with Sean after learning his true nature at Dynasty.She had certainly misjudged him—even if Frank was a freeloader, he was not a liar like Sean.Sean chuckled, knowing that she was still upset. "I know I was at fault, and I shouldn't have claimed credit for everything—I promise I won't do it again. Just give me a chance…""What chance?" Helen laughed coolly. "We've always been platonic friends, haven't we?"Sean was stumped, but it was clear Helen did not plan to make peace.He was left watching as she disappeared into the time, fuming as he gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, "Fuck you, Helen! I helped you get this partnership with the Turnbulls, and you'd kick me to the curb? I will make you pay!"-Frank had been sitting on a bench below stage and sunbathing.Helen appeared behind him just then and sat down beside him.Frank slowly opened his eyes, and seeing Helen there, he said, "Oh, if it isn't Ms. Lane. What are you doing here,
Frank frowned at Peter's words.Peter wanted to propose to someone, and that involved Dan Zimmer? The man only had one granddaughter of marriageable age… but surely it could not be Janet? Greg smiled right then. "Don't worry, Peter. I've been keeping that in mind—not only would I help you propose, but I've even recommended you for a new job."He actually did not want to agree to Peter's request, but he somehow came up with the perfect plan last night.If he succeeded, he would have both helped Peter propose while getting him a good job.Peter was taken aback and asked in curiosity, "A job? What is it?"He actually did not work at all, since it was much better to freeload off his sister!Greg smiled. "You'd be working directly under Ms. Turnbull.""Woah… Under Vicky Turnbull?!" Gina was stunned—it was not an opportunity that would come to just anyone!Nudging Peter right then, she snapped, "Where are your manners? Thank Greg already!""Thank you, Mr. Marsh," Peter said with
Frank asked, "Did they come for revenge?""I'm not sure. But we'll know once we meet them," Vicky replied, shaking her head.Even if they did not know what the other side was planning, Vicky was not about to be cowed.She strode forward toward the appointed meeting place, with Frank and Yara quietly following her.They soon arrived at the edge of a hallway and entered the glamorous private room to see a middle-aged man dressed in a suit sitting in the middle and twirling with a wine glass leisurely. His name was Donald Salazar, and he was the second heir of the Salazars who was in charge of all family affairs.All three men had sharp gazes and their very presence was menacing, making it obvious that they were the middle-aged man's bodyguards. And of the three, one was an elderly white-haired man dressed in traditional robes, while the other two were young and robust.Seeing that Vicky had arrived, the middle-aged man put down his glass and flashed an affable smile. "You've kept m
Yara promptly turned toward Frank, appearing hesitant.If she said no, she would appear to be cowering and would embarrass Vicky in turn.But if she said yes, there was no telling what Jaud and the other two would do.On the other hand, Frank remained completely nonchalant—so what if he played along?"And how would you suggest a spar, Mr. White?" he asked.Jaud smiled. "Actually, I'm too old to keep up with you young 'uns… why not spar with my two apprentices instead?"Frank's eyes narrowed right then.The geezer had kept his presence withdrawn, but the composure of his vigor made it obvious he was untold times stronger than his appearance.He was also maintaining a humble demeanor, making it obvious he has no intention of getting involved himself.So, this was probably just a test."Sure." Frank nodded. "Let's see what you've got."Jaud turned toward his two apprentices. "Who's up first, Marco? Polo?"At the same time, Yara strode forward. "Mr. Lawrence, I'm fine on my own
Marco disappeared in a flash, leaving Yara frozen in place while Polo kept charging at her!Yara was trying to threaten Marco so that she could be free, but now that Marco withdrew, she somehow could not move.She felt as if there was an unseen power keeping her in place, her limbs seemingly held in place by four threads.Soon, she was watching as Polo's fist approached her face!"Shit," Yara swore under her breath and closed her eyes in reflex.But at that very moment, Frank whipped out a silver needle and flicked it at Yara's elbow. Yara's body lurched as she suddenly launched a punch!Pow!Right after that, Yara stumbled backward and landed in Frank's arms."Don't move," he whispered into her ears, putting a hand on her shoulder.There were indeed four threads attached to Yara, connecting her to Jaud's palm.No one could see the threads under the sun, and it was Jaud who kept her frozen in place just now, directing his vigor to immobilize her limbs!Yara frowned—even no
Donald laughed, "Haha! How typical, young 'uns getting acquainted with the way of the fist."Vicky certainly did not believe that it was just a friendly spar, though she had no reason to get hostile when Frank and Yara were just fine."Anyway, we shall be leaving," she said. "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Salazar."Donald nodded. "Do think about my proposal, Ms. Turnbull. I'll be waiting.""I certainly will," Vicky said and left with Yara and Frank, her expression already cool.Donald watched as they left before his eyes narrowed."Mr. White, how did those two fare?" he asked."Bleurgh!" Jaud suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood just as he was about to speak, leaving Donald, Marco, and Polo utterly shocked!"Mr. White!" "What happened there?" Donald quickly asked."The kid's not your typical martial artist," Jaud growled through his teeth. "We were wrestling with our vigors, but that kid left me coughing blood."Donald was left gaping. "What?! Are you saying he'
Frank's words were utterly impressive, and Vicky breathed a sigh of relief in turn. "Well, there's nothing to worry about since you've said that. Anyway, you two are coming with me back to the office—I'd at least have protection."It seemed that they should stay safe for the time being.Frank did not argue, since he had nothing to do at the hotel anyway.They headed to Grande Corpe's offices, where Yara followed Vicky to her office. Not only was she Vicky's bodyguard, but she was also Vicky's personal assistant who could assist with office tasks.On the other hand, Frank knew nothing about that, so he went to the VIP lounge alone since it would be pointless going to Vicky's office with them.It was a quiet place, and Frank found a comfortable spot to close his eyes and rest, focusing his internal energies…After a while, the door opened.Frank opened his eyes to find that it was Greg Marsh, though he was alone this time.Since Frank was alone in the spacious lounge, Greg imme
Frank snorted. "Alright, I'm hanging up. I'm getting started over here soon.""Yeah. Good luck," Jouri replied.Hanging up, Frank looked up at the waterfall overhead, and then at Skyler, who was standing beside him. "So? Is it time yet?""Almost… Now!" Skyler's eyes were glowing even as she stared at her watch."Alright."Frank looked up just as the skies abruptly darkened. "Ah, there it is—the eclipse."The sun seemed to disappear, and the world was suddenly shrouded in darknesses.And beside him, a stone door imbued with the power of the spiritron vein also rumbled as it parted."Got it!" Frank rushed inside without another word as soon as he saw it."Hmph. I'm surprised that you could reach this place." A cold, wrathful voice resounded inside even before Frank got a hold of his surroundings.Looking up, Frank found a youth in a black cossack and sporting grey-white hair, standing upon a cliff as he looked down on him.Frank chuckled. "Hehe. Like I said, I've come to kill
Frank narrowed his eyes. "Is that so?'Crane shrugged. "I don't mind giving it to you straight—members of Torrent are actually… Ahem. A part of Torrent himself."Frank paused. "What's that supposed to mean?""You don't get it, do you?" Crane grinned. "Then let me put it to you this way—every member is a clone of Torrent.""A clone?" Frank gasped in realization."Yes," Crane nodded. "That's why I believe that challenging Crane is just suicide. You have no idea how powerful he is—only death awaits you down that path."Frank smirked. "Oh, but I don't think so."Crane rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever—now listen closely. You will find Torrent in the Mystic Trail, but you would only find that place when the sun and moon coincide, and the entrance is beneath the waterfall south of Horton."As he finished, he snorted coldly. "I have no idea if you can actually do it, but I'm hoping you do kill him… Heh. I'm getting tired of being stuck under his control for so long."Then, waving off
Frank abruptly turned, immediately noticing one of the Cranes crouching, ready to spring forward and blindside him."Got you!" He laughed."Hah! You fell for it!"Just as Frank swung a punch to pulverize that Crane, he suddenly burst into pus that splashed at Frank's face."Damn it!" Frank took a step back, surprised that the clone's presence was identical to the real Crane, and a trap on top of that!"Die!"The Cranes around him each whipped out a dagger, all of them stabbing at Frank at the same time."Get off!" Frank bellowed, unleashing a shockwave that sent all the Cranes flying across all directions."Frank! Above you!" Skyler suddenly shrieked."Yes! I'm right here!" A strange laughter sounded above Frank just as he wiped the pus off his face.Crane was suddenly directly above him, launching an aerial kick straight at Frank's head, and Frank had no time to dodge!"Die!" Crane's smile curled into a twisted angle as he saw that too.He was very confident with this kick
"Disgusting…" Skyler murmured through her hand.Despite being skinned and scalped, the women were all still alive and singing to the music that was playing despite their anguish."Talk about a terrible fetish."Frank was scowling too—why were all the members of Torrent such sick deviants? It seemed like his plan to wipe them out was absolutely correct!"So, you killed my clone?"The lanky man on the couch slowly turned to level his bloodshot eyes at Frank.His lips were wet with bed as they curled upward into an eerie smile."Clone?" Frank narrowed his eyes."Hehe. It's a sage art."Crane shrugged as he stood up and wiped the blood off his lips. "It's only natural that you don't understand… Still, you deserve praise. If you can kill my clone, that means you're not just slightly stronger than Ghost."Naturally, the man was none other than the real Crane.Still, as Skyler studied him from a corner, even she could notice the strange twitch of his fingers, and his veins were pro
Even as Crane ran, he was looking over his shoulder, his heart pounding. "No… I won't win in a one-on-one!"No, as long as I get back to my real body… we can do this together!" He frowned, having seen how Frank sliced off the pinkies of those hood rats. It hence quickly dawned on him that Frank was not just slightly stronger than Ghost, as Torrent had put it!"Almost there!" He gasped when he saw the signboard of Pegasus Showtown in the distance. "As long as I get there and rendezvous with my real body, that brat will lose—"That was when he turned and saw that a shadow had caught up with impossible speed."What?!" Crane's eyes almost popped out in bewilderment. "What speed is that?! Are you kidding—"Even as he spotted the shadow, the shadow turned into a youth with an impassive visage.His fist outstretched, he was clearly punching toward Crane's forehead!"Argh…"Even as Crane looked on, the youth's punch slowed down by tenfold, but his fist kept closing in.Then, whe
Seeing Skyler sigh, the tattooed thug presumed that his extortion worked.He strode up, grabbing Frank's shoulder. "No one's gonna help you, boy. Pay up, or you're not leaving.""Exactly! You're not getting away!" the crowd of hood rats hollered. "Last chance."Frank's eyes were cold and fixed on Dani, however. "Are you going to intervene? If you do, you can keep that check. If you don't…""Ugh. Fuck off! I don't care!" Dani spat, her expression smug as she folded her arms before her chest. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?!""Exactly! Pay up, and you can leave!""Yeah! Ten grand, at least!""You probably don't know my boss Wyvern, but when he's here, you won't get away with just ten grand!"Even as the crowd closed in, Frank shook his head. "Well, you had your chance. Don't blame me for what happens next.""You're giving us a chance?! Hah! Who—argh!"Even before Dani could finish gloating, Frank was suddenly in front of her, grabbing her viciously by the wrist."Arg
"Five grand?! Did you hear that?! He just threw five grand!""Must be a rich kid coming here for a secret rendezvous, out of prying eyes? Those types are the easiest mark!""Fuck! And Dani got one of us… It hurts me more than losing at the races!"Frank could hear the buzz around him but ignored it as he strode past the men flanking him and headed toward the street that stank of blood."Stop!" A big tattooed man grinned sinisterly as he intercepted Frank.As his buddies encircled Frank as well, Frank snorted—it seemed that they took his reaction for a sign of weakness and thought that he could be cowed.The tattooed man rubbed his chin as he leered at Skyler's voluptuous figure, chuckling. "Look, boy. I'm short on cash, so let me take a loan. I'll pay you back some other day, how about that?"His friend laughed. "Exactly! You just gave Dani five grand, and we won't ask for more… just four, how about that?"Skyler scowled in turn and glanced worriedly at Frank beside her—was he
Frank himself had just stepped out of the nightclub when his eyes narrowed."Blood," he murmured, his nostrils twitching."Blood?"Skyler sniffed the air, puzzled. "I can't smell it.""It's from the opposite street… I smell the blood of over a dozen people.""A dozen?!" Skyler did a double take.He could identify the number of people who were killed?! That was just ridiculous!"Come on, let's take a look."Just as Frank led the way toward the source of the stench, a woman suddenly came up, catching Frank off guard and throwing herself into his arms."Hmmm?" He looked down to see that she had thick makeup, average looks, and a rather pudgy belly."Argh! He touched me!" she pointed at Frank and shrieked even before he realized what was happening."What?!" Skyler was staring at the woman too, mystified."Oh, sister! You just didn't see it!"The woman kept hollering, pointing at Frank's face. "Your boyfriend grabbed my ass! Is that how you teach him manners?!""Teach him ma
Wyvern screamed even as he clutched the stump that was his hand, screaming so shrilly one might mistake his voice as inhuman."Oh, just shut up." The lanky man glowered and launched a kick, reducing Wyvern into puddles of blood and pieces of innards, splattering all around the lobby. "Argh!!!" the devilish lady screamed as she watched the carnage unfolded."Another sound, and you'd end up just like him." The lanky man turned and frowned at her impatiently."Hngh…" The devilish lady promptly clasped a hand over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she trembled."What the hell?!"Outside, Wyvern's lackeys heard the screams and ran inside, looking for him. "Hey, where's Wyvern?!"However, the lobby was too dimly lit for them to notice the blood and guts scattered around the walls, and they only sensed that terrible stench."Hngh…" The devilish lady was too scared to speak, and tears trickled out of her eyes."Fuck!"One of the lackeys strode up and seized the lanky man