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
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