Gashface snapped, "Why would you help these slugs when you could afford a hundred mil? I can't say much since I'm the loser here, but I don't get it—why are you so keen on being a sucker?"Jada smirked. "You're too insignificant to understand the mind of those greater than you. Money is just a number to us—when we were no longer worried about it, my boss grew to like being praised. And who wouldn't want both fame and accomplishment?"Gashface could not argue against that, but what Jada said did make sense.People could get ruthless where wealth was concerned, but that meant that people like Frank might exist too, even if his rewards might not be directly proportional to the wealth he paid out!But that was Frank's business and not his. What was wrong with living carefree with a hundred million?Hell, he would not need to invest! With the interest gained by just keeping the money in a bank account, he could lead a life free from worry. With that in mind, Gashface promptly signed
Gashface was not giving up, even presuming that Frank was just joking with him. "You… You're really willing to waste so much time on people like them?"After all, those proprietors were insignificant to Frank, and it was completely unnecessary for him to go that far for them.Regrettably, he underestimated Frank."Don't you get it?" Frank chuckled. "You're no different from maggots against people with true might. Those people you keep belittling, however, are people whom we should unite with."Sure, they can't pay me back much now, but just think about it… When word of this gets out, our reputation and market value as a company would skyrocket, and countless people would join us."Gashface was left dumbstruck, but Frank was right—considering what would come after, his action was profound.Hell, even if Frank failed, he had all the money he needed to cushion himself—he did not have to worry about anything!"Damn it!" Gashface spat helplessly, the only thing he could do just then.
"We've heard about Mr. Frankton's feats, but they also said he's an old, portly man. Who could have known that he was this young and this handsome?"Jada was absolutely content with everyone's flattery—helping these people was really the right call, even if it was just some flattery.Frank then said, "Thank you, but I'm really just an average Joe—I'm not as great as you imagine."Everyone smiled in wry amusement.An average Joe?An average Joe who could cure organ failure, demolish an entire building with a wave of his hand, and take over the Jaric family estate overnight, making hundreds of millions?Laura approached Frank with her glass just then. "I should apologize to you, Mr. Frankton!"Frank appeared surprised. "What are you saying, Dr. Layton?"Laura scowled. "I'm not going to lie—I badmouthed you in the past… The way I see it, every person who is wealthy is wicked. I didn't think that someone like you really existed."Sorry about that, and I'm chugging this glass as pu
The gym trainers simply did not expect the madwoman to be crazy strong, sending them each flying with a single punch!As one of them crashed through the window and started to fall, Frank arrived after hearing the commotion.He caught the gym trainer with a vice-like grip, standing on the windowsill and pulling him back from the window."What's going on here?" he asked."That woman…" The gym trainer heaved. "He suddenly barged into our private box, so everyone got upset and snapped at her a little, but one of our friends was nice enough to stop us and gave her some food along with fifty bucks."But the grace seemed lost on her—not only did she not accept the money, but she even sent our friend flying with a flick!"Frank nodded and turned toward the madwoman—she was lucky as he had presumed that she was from the gym trainers' private room.That was why he did not bother her… only for this to happen!"I guess I just have to take you down!" Frank slowly made his way toward the m
The gym trainers traded glances—who was that kid?Those chaperones had quickly subdued the madwoman without getting hurt, and that madwoman had been giving the gym trainers a beat down. Even if that was not necessarily how things would turn out in a deadly fight, it was all pointless against that lanky, handsome man.It was also definitely amusing how he slapped down each one of them!Frank smirked at them. "What else do you have to say now?" The madwoman's chaperones laughed in turn. "Don't you know who you're messing with?! I'll give it to you straight—White Tiger Hall will make sure you're resting in pieces!""Oh, wow." Frank snickered. "What year is it that people are suddenly using such tacky names? Your chief really has no taste.""How dare you insult White Tiger Hall!"The members of White Tiger Hall snapped at Frank but were afraid of actually attacking him.Seeing that, Frank snorted. "Now, apologize to these people, and pay two hundred grand in medical fees!""Two
Jada laughed. "What's the point of just drinking? There are plenty of other stuff to do!""Like what?" Laura asked, curious."Take your time to find out!" Jada grinned mischievously."What's going on up there?!" the cabbie, who had been listening interestedly to the women's conversation, suddenly exclaimed.Everyone turned to see countless cars and persons floating over sixty feet up in the air, and there was a hellish white mist around them."Whoa…" The cabbie gasped and turned toward Frank, Jada, and Laura. "Is that… real?""Of course." Frank chuckled. "Your eyes never lie, though reality isn't as complicated as one would like to think—someone is just playing tricks!"As he finished, he gestured for the cabbie to turn the car around, while he alighted and strode toward the freakshow.Even as the cabbie reversed his taxi, he asked Jada, "Shouldn't you be more concerned for your boy, ma'am? He'd be dead if he had his soul stolen!"Jada smiled in wry amusement. "What year is it
The woman then asked, "Do you have a name, kid?""It's Lugh Frankton," Frank replied. "I'm sure you've heard of Mystic Sky Guild, and yes, I'm the chief—so remember that well!"Those words left the white figures shocked, as they were very familiar with that name. Mystic Sky Guild was a mysterious outfit that crushed even a strong dynasty like the Costners, and their chief was standing right here before them!He was said to be astoundingly powerful and ruthless, and they could certainly see that now!And after learning Frank's identity, the woman was a lot more respectful. "But we have no conflicts of interest with you, sir!"There was no helping it—with Frank's sheer power pit against them, she had no choice but to hang her pride.Frank chuckled, shaking his head. "Now that you mentioned conflicts of interest, my question is why did you do this at all? Have these people done something to offend you?""No." The woman shook her head. "Truth be told, we did it in anticipation of
The white figures in the bush were terrified!What was Frank doing?! Did he not agree to fight Drea?! Why was he backing down?!Having no choice, they revealed themselves, encircling Drea, who clearly recognized them. "Well, hello there—if it isn't the fools of White Tiger Hall. What, still haven't given up on killing me?""White Tiger Hall?" Frank was at once interested, as he himself had an encounter with another group from White Tiger Hall. And when he thought about it, Drea had the moral high ground.Then, before Frank could ask anything, the members of White Tiger Hall leapt toward Drea. "Cut the crap. You shall pay with blood!"They were therefore caught in surprise as Frank suddenly stopped them."What's the meaning of this, Chief Frankton?!" the woman snarled angrily.Drea's reaction was the complete opposite. "Oh, darling! You're actually protecting me? Could it be that you've fallen for me?"She blew a kiss at Frank, who snorted. "Don't flatter yourself. I'm only