While Nadia was not that sharp when it came to how a relationship worked, she was not that dense either.Jada's nudge certainly enlightened her, and she quickly said, "It's fine, Mr. Frankton. It's no big deal—we're friends, and it's really unnecessary."Frank shrugged and did not keep prying after that.-The next day, Sayna Quill strutted into Frank's office, planting herself on the couch unabashedly in a figure-four sitting. "I did you a huge favor. How are you going to thank me?"Frank really did not like her, but he kept business and personal feelings separate. "Name your price. I won't bargain.""How about some Frankton Group shares?" Sayna asked. "Don't worry, I'm no freeloader—I'm always ready to help when you need me.""Whatever."Jada was going to stop Frank, but she soon realized that there was no harm to it. If anything, Quilldom Inc. was superior to Frankton Group in every way, and the established connection between both companies might not necessarily be bad.How
"It's not something you see every day!" the man exclaimed as he whipped out his phone to record the scene, but an invisible force smacked it away.Sally raised a brow in curiosity. "What, are you worried about publicity?"Frank ignored her, as he always preferred to keep his head down. Showing off was simply not his style, not to mention that Shagan was basically a war zone right now. If he could hide, he would!Winding down the window, he allowed the man to fly inside.His face was pale as he trembled, speaking with a thick accent that was at least understandable. "W-What are you doing?""I guess you must be important, seeing as you took the pain to learn Draconian."Sally smirked and started to interrogate him since she had nothing else to do anyway. "Come on, tell us—who sent you? Why would you want to attack him?"The man threw his hands up. "W-We're just paid to do a job! Do anything you want—I don't know a thing!""Woah, you actually know that line?"Sally laughed. "I
"Did you just… kill him?!" The chauffeur was shocked.Sally was absolutely ruthless! The man was already cooperating—did she have to kill him too?"Or what? Keep him around and let him cause more trouble? Your boss would do the same if he were in my place." Sally snorted and glanced at Frank.Frank smiled in wry amusement, but she was right—he would not show mercy either.It was simple math—never spare anything that could hurt you, even if they pose next to no threat. One would only win by eliminating any potential threats!Naturally, that man would never threaten his life, but not having a fly buzzing around was simply better. And being swift and decisive was always Frank's principle."Remember—never hesitate to kill when you find people like him," Frank said.The chauffeur quickly nodded, and they soon arrived at the gas station called Daybreak.Since this was not a highway, the gas station was pretty rundown. In fact, it would not be a far cry to call it a convenience store
Frank growled and pointed at the radio. "What's this?""A toy!" The woman quickly exclaimed despite her shock. "It's nothing that amazing, please don't misunderstand!"Frank laughed coolly. "You actually don't recognize me? Fine, I'll give it to you straight—I'm Lugh Frankton, the one you had just sent assassins after!""You are?!"The middle-aged woman was shocked and tried to turn and run.She was naturally not getting away, as Frank appeared like a phantom before her, cutting her off!Smiling in embarrassment, she pleaded, "Please, let's just talk about this. I haven't done anything…""Shut up!" Frank snapped. "What do you want—to live or to die?""To live! Of course I want to live!"Dropping to her knees with a thud, the middle-aged woman started begging, telling Frank to think of her family and whatnot.Frank rolled his eyes. "Cut that out! Now tell me, where are the other safehouses?"The middle-aged woman shook her head. "No one knows everything, for the sake of secre
Seeing the middle-aged woman's barely concealed contempt, Sally knew she had no idea she was messing with!Walking up to the woman, she asked, "You're planning to tell your boys to do him in, huh? You're kidding… This boy has the power of the spiritron vein, and your boys are simply no match for him. "How do I put it… You're Uriah to your superiors' King David. They're just sending you off to die, so grow a brain instead of dying like cannon fodder."The middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly but could not actually agree at all.After all, she was basically cut off from the outside world and had not the faintest idea what the spiritron vein was.If anything, she was convinced that Sally was trying to deceive her and found it amusing.Seeing that the middle-aged woman just doomed herself and was nothing to her anyway, Sally did not try to convince her further and instead turned to Frank. "You're lucky. You don't often run into ignorant people like her—it's so fun you get to play wol
Moments later, Frank returned to the backseat of the Rolls-Royce, and Sally asked, "Why go through so much trouble? If I were you, I'd just round them up instead of searching around!"She certainly did not understand why Frank would ask the chauffeur to cover him while he looked around—what if those thugs were ready for them?Frank smiled. "Are you sure that the man you threw out of the car was telling the truth? It'd be terrible if we got the wrong target!""Why bother about mere mortals? There's plenty of them to go around—if there's a mistake, so be it." Sally scoffed, clearly not worried about them.Knowing that there was no getting through to her, Frank did not bother to explain himself and told the chauffeur to get going."What about that woman? Did you really spare her life?" Sally pressed.Frank snorted. "There's only that many second chances one could give, and she's not one to be appeased. I didn't do it though—I threw her a knife and told her to do it herself, though I
Frank's words were completely logical, and Whitney had no choice but to accept the debit card. "In that case, you're staying for lunch—I won't take no for an answer!"Frank chuckled. "I'd really love to stay, but I really have to go since something big is going on. I'll be back when I'm done, though."Whitney sighed in exasperation, "You've been giving so much to Chandlerton, but you can't even stay for lunch? How is that fair?"Frank waved her off. "We're way past that, sister. Don't worry—I'm definitely coming back as long as I'm not busy."At that point, Whitney had no choice but to see off Frank, feeling how much things had changed just then.Just a while ago, Frank was just trying to lease a plot of land for farming, but he was now a millionaire. The world sure worked in strange ways!Still, it was understandable, since Frank was simply not your average Joe. Be it his skill in medicine or martial arts, an ordinary person just would not compare.Whitney just hoped that thing
The times were really better now, as tramps in the genuine sense of the word were rare."You're not suffering from any disability," Frank pointed out in curiosity. "Why would you rather stay holed up here instead of getting a job and making a living?"The tramp sat, crossing her legs and pouted as she pointed at her head. "I'd like to make a living too, but I'm suffering from brain damage and can't remember much. "That's why I'm here, to get some peace and quiet—it's not too late to remember who I am and get a job later on. Moreover, the villagers here are quite charitable, and some of them often drop by to give me food. And since I'm no picky eater, I'd never go hungry."Frank strode up. "How would you repay me if I restore your memories?""You're kidding." The tramp snorted. "My brain has actually retained knowledge on that front, and I know that amnesia is due to damage to the hippocampus. That means the damage is irreversible, and I could only hope for a miracle."Frank nodd
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