"Don't worry about me, Ms. Quill," Alda told Nadia awkwardly after Sayna left. "I'm not trying to be mean to you—it's just your sister I can't deal with."While she did not have to, Alda was not as brazen like Sayna—if anything, she really preferred to remain respectable instead of being misunderstood."I understand." Nadia nodded. "Even before she came, my sister said that we should get along without any bad feelings, since your quarrel is with her and has nothing to do with me.""Good." Alda sighed in relief—Sayna could be likable when one thought about it, though Alda still would not like her anyway!Nadia then turned to Frank, asking, "May I have my own desk and computer?""Sure!"As soon as he finished, Frank arranged for someone to bring in an expensive desk and an Alienware PC for Nadia. Like Nadia had put it, Sayna could be difficult, but this was not about her, and Frank did not have to take out his frustrations on Nadia.And whatever her goals might be, Nadia would pro
Alda smiled. "Are you serious?""Of course!" Callie replied. She was actually joking, but she did not want to look bad and suffer Alda's contempt either and simply kept going."Well, if you say so. Don't regret it now!"Alda really loved stuff like this, however, and turned to leave.Gathering former members of the Cerulean Summit Legion, she had them stand in a line and picked five good-looking ones, taking them to Frank's office.Though they were a far cry from Frank, they were good-looking in their own way—they could even qualify for celebrities!"Manners!"At Alda's order, all five men bowed at Callie. "Hello, Ms. Wright!"Alda then spread her arms at Callie. "Go on, choose!"Callie smiled in wry amusement. "You're the respectable heiress of the Ingram family, but why do you look so good pimping? You'd be laughed at if word of this gets out!"Alda ignored her. "You're the one who asked to choose, and I brought the selection. Come on, choose!"Callie was not actually inte
The guest was actually afraid and sobered up somewhat as soon as Meg barked orders into her walkie-talkie.Still, he snapped, "What, do you want a fight? I'm telling you—even Mr. Frankton has to call me boss when he sees me!" After all, he really wanted to look good and refused to suffer anyone's contempt—especially not the manager of some insignificant karaoke bar.Otherwise, his reputation would suffer a blow if word got out!The guest was just trying to intimidate Meg with his bullshit and make her give up. If she just caved a little, he would do the same and leave right away.Regrettably for him, Meg was not a pushover, as she knew the guest's deal. There was no way he knew Frank, and he was insignificant on top of that—Meg was acquainted with plenty of rich people herself, and while there were troublemakers among them too, they were not like this guest.Even as the thought crossed her mind, Ida Cahn arrived with some bouncers, asking Meg, "What happened, Ms. Quill?""A gue
While most of the Golden Lily hostesses had a temper and would not come to work if they were not feeling it, they were all here because they heard Frank was coming.He was just that handsome that they would hang out with him, even without money involved. Moreover, he was a very eligible bachelor—if they earned his favor, they would not have to worry about money soon in the future!"Oh, what a busy man you are, Mr. Frankton! It's really been a while!""Yeah… I've missed you so much I lost weight. Take responsibility!""Buzz off. This isn't any of your business, ladies—Mr. Frankton is here for Ms. Quill!"Some were teasing Frank, while others knew their place. Since they would never get him with their status, they humbly conceded him to Meg."Don't sit there, Ms. Quill. Come over here!"A pretty face with permed hair chased off a couple of colleagues from Frank before pulling Meg to his side, making her sit, and she smiled. "Why are you being shy? Flirt all you want—don't mind u
Frank shrugged and picked up the microphone. "Since you put it that way, I'm sure you'd get upset if I keep refusing. I've been under a lot of pressure too, so I could sing something to let loose!"He let Meg pick his song too, and the lyrics of 'She is My Sin' soon resounded in the room.Being a martial artist, Frank had absolute control over his body and could therefore direct his vocal chords at will, hence singing in perfect tune!While Golden Lily was the largest nightlife establishment, it really was a case of having no serious competition. Even the soundproofing was not ideal, unlike what they had in the city, and soon, other guests were gathered outside the VVIP room.Naturally, none of them entered, as they huddled around in the hallway and listened quietly, wondering who on earth the incredible vocalist in the VVIP room was. After all, it would cost kidneys just to get in that room, and most would not be able to afford it. Being inside alone was proof that the guest was
Frank finished Sue's sentence. "So you're trying to tell me that I shouldn't think badly of you because of my conflict with your father, right?""Exactly!" Sue smiled."Don't you think you're pegging me for being indiscriminate?" Frank asked, his expression suddenly stern."Oh, come on. I'd never dare! Well, guess that's on me. I'll drink a glass as punishment," Sue said and chugged a glass.Then, turning back to Frank and Meg, she asked, "Where are your drinks? Or is the great Mr. Frankton unable to hold his liquor?"Frank smiled in wry amusement and nodded at Meg. Meg stepped out and had several waiters bring in bottles of Ace of Spades.When their drinks arrived, Sue poured herself and Frank a glass, raising it but saying, "Before I drink, there's something I'd like to ask…""Shoot.""What's your type, aside from smart women like Ms. Quill over there?"Frank simply chugged without answering, as Sue was really getting out of hand."Could you be feeling embarrassed?" Sue s
Sue sighed and nodded. "You're right. I wouldn't throw myself in a man's arms… I even dare say I'm relatively conservative. But you're just different—and very much so from the others!"As she spoke, she brushed her fingers over Frank's ring, and it emitted a white glow as if resonating with her!"Who are you?" Frank asked, perplexed, since his ring should not be getting restless from mere touch!"Guess I shouldn't hide it from you." Sue smiled. "A while ago, I became terribly sick and fell into a coma for two weeks, when I had a strange dream of a golden dragon. It told me that its master needed help, and now, I'm here!"Frank nodded in understanding, though it was quite the curious encounter—even Alda never saw a dragon in her coma.As for her so-called help, it was even more ridiculous."So that's why you're here even though you've left your family. Tell me… Did the dragon tell you how to help me, exactly?" Frank asked, quick to pick up on what Sue hinted.Sue shrugged. "Peopl
Looking around and seeing no one, Meg said to Frank, "A waiter told me that you took Ms. Fisher upstairs. Done so soon? That's not your style!""She's drunk," Frank replied quietly, not interested in jokes."Drunk? You're kidding!" Meg laughed. "Ms. Fisher is famously a great drinker. She's obviously faking it so that you'd go for it! Can't you be more considerate toward a lady? Our kind is shy and can't say certain things out loud, aside from offering you opportunities. Not seizing it is going to bite you in the ass."Frank ignored that. "How's business?""It's great!" Meg nodded. "I've gotten used to being busy too, and there's money in it anyway, so I don't mind the work."Frank nodded. "Don't hoard the money, though—try to share more for the others, so that they'd feel more motivated.""Don't worry. I started from the bottom like the rest of them. I'm not about to play the evil boss and make them work without pay!"They continued chatting, and all the guests had long since
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