"I got it, Grandpa Zam!"That was when Willy, still grasping his bleeding wrists, snarled through the pain. "Just this morning, we were told that our acquisition of Lycoris Entertainment was invalidated after someone ratted out the falsified accounts." Glaring at the impassive Frank, he snapped furiously, "And the company that acquired Lycoris Entertainment soon after is a small company called Lane Holdings… and I remember a Frank Lawrence being one of the executives!""Hmm?" Zam frowned as he turned to Frank. "You're the one who interfered with my grandson's acquisition of Lycoris Entertainment?""Three."Frank did not bother wasting his breath, still impassive as he counted down."You bastard!" Zam snapped.It was the first time he was being belittled—he ranked above forty in Skyrank and was a Birthright rank, which was basically a great achievement in itself… only to be belittled in some hick town?!"Frank Lawrence, let me tell you who I am," he bellowed furiously. "People
"And who's going to do that? You?"Frank simply walked slowly, unflinching even as Zam rushed toward him."Your vigor erupts with a burst as it leaves your acupoints as pure vigor, buffing the weight of your punch… You have skill, but you're too weak."Frank shook his head in disappointment, having seen through the crux of Zam's technique in an instant."Die, brat!"It left Zam further enraged, and his bellow could collapse the mansion!Even as his golden shockwave shot toward Frank, the air popped with a loud sonicboom!"And you're above forty in Skyrank… They really let anyone in these days," Frank continued to muse to himself while mocking Zam and suddenly snapped, "This is how the Bright Sun Fist works!"Watching as the golden fist was about to reach him, Frank stopped his nonchalant comment and slowly raised his hand.He clenched his fist, and a golden liquid flowed out and soon projected a golden tiger head around it. Roar! It almost appeared alive and bellowed deafe
The Sorano family bodyguards promptly started the car, profoundly afraid of the Ascendant rank individual chasing after them and wiping them all out."Ascendant rank… He's actually Ascendant rank?!" Willy was traumatized, but soon, a profound pang of frustration struck him too.His family had Ascendant rank individuals under their command too. However, individuals of that caliber were one in a billion. Even as the third in line in the family, Willy would not get to order them around, and they would not do anything on a whim… not unless the head of the family gave the order."Ugh…" Willy could hear the groans coming from the car roof just then.Once they were far enough from Noel's mansion, Willy promptly barked at the chauffeur to stop the car and alighted.He realized in shock that despite having all his bones broken and his meridians snapped, Zam was still—miraculously—alive. With help, he would definitely live!Willy was joyful for a moment, but his frustration soon overca
Willy screamed, "I will avenge you and make Frank Lawrence suffer!"Zam was staring fixedly at Willy even as blood foamed from his mouth.Never could he have imagined that the child he had been spoiling for most of his life was ready to kill him for his libido!This was as ridiculous as it was an outrage!But that was all he could do—think. He could not fight back at all!On the other hand, Willy saw that Zam was not dying right away even after he stabbed Zam so lethally in the throat.His eyes flashing viciously, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed Zam in the chest.Shunk! Shunk! Shunk!Zam bled like a stuck pig as Willy kept stabbing him repeatedly, as if to vent all his grief while shrieking, "Useless geezer! So useless you can't even beat some twentyish brat! You're the reason I had to run away like a loser! Die! Die! Die!!!"Eventually, Willy stabbed the dagger into Zam's face and was finally done with venting his frustrations.Naturally, Zam could not be deader at that
Noel did not remain in her mansion, since she was afraid that the Soranos would turn back.While she intended to stay at a hotel, Frank was worried about her safety. After some thought, he invited her to stay at his hilltop mansion in Skywater Bay until things blew over.He certainly did not want anything like today happening to Noel again, since she was a partner for his farm resort project, which was close to opening.And it had certainly been a close call—if Frank did not make it in time, Willy would have had his way with Noel."Thank you, Mr. Lawrence," Noel said, not hesitating to accept his offer despite feeling a little awkward about bawling earlier. She could even say that she was looking forward to it, since Frank was now the image of a perfect boyfriend.She would have no qualms about leaving herself in his care…It was very late by the time they reached Skywater Bay, and Frank gave a few instructions before assigning Noel to a room.She was visibly disappointed as F
In other words, Noel was a perfectionist—it was not surprising that she had what it took to become a top star in Draconia.After looking through the bruises, Frank smiled and nodded. "Don't worry—it's no big deal. I can remove them soon enough.""Great!" Noel exclaimed in joy, almost hugging Frank and kissing him.Frank rubbed his nose awkwardly—Noel only had a white shirt on, and her excitable bouncing almost exposed her.Repressing his impulses again, he felt weary—if he and Noel continued like this, his restraint would eventually get him sick.-Soon, Noel was lying on the drawing room couch while Frank brought a drop of longevity essence that he would use at the farm resort's hot springs.It went without saying how effective it was—treating a bruise with it was actually an overkill.However, Frank would use it on Noel anyway so that she had firsthand experience of the essence and showed more confidence in her endorsement.Dropping the essence into a bucket of water, he rub
Frank composed himself and applied more essence on his palm as he slowly and gently massaged it over Noel's back."Ah…" She frowned and gasped—the bruise on her back was larger than the rest, and Frank had accidentally touched a part that hurt."Bear with it. It'll be over soon," Frank said, directing liquid vigor to his fingers to clear the bruises.In seconds, Noel gave in and moaned in a way that would lead thoughts astray.All her pain was gone, replaced by a gentle warmth that comforted her exceedingly."Darling, I have a favor to ask…"A familiar voice could suddenly be heard from the door, and none other than Vicky Turnbull herself strode in.Frank and Noel both looked up at the same time, while Vicky trailed off.The staring lasted for a moment between the trio, before the air around Vicky seemed to flare. She glared at Frank and Noel hostilely as she snapped, "What are you doing?!"Forget a man and a woman being alone in a room—the woman only had her underwear on as s
"Ms. Turnbull, you're really misunderstanding here." Noel leapt to Frank's defense, seeing that even Don Juan was mentioned. "He's just testing the longevity essence that he'll be using at the farm resort.""Oh, a massage, was it? Oof, I'm hurting here too! Give me a rub!" Vicky snapped as she planted herself on the couch beside Frank, grabbing his hands and pressing them over her breasts.Frank promptly withdrew his hands exasperatedly. "What are you doing, Vicky? Quit messing around."Vicky remained very upset. "What, you are massaging a woman you don't know without a care, but you wouldn't even rub me?!""You're not hurt—you don't need it. Also, I'm using this essence for the farm resort and can't afford to waste it." Frank sighed exasperatedly at the heiress behaving like a jealous, petulant child."What do you mean I'm not hurt?!" Vicky kept pointing at her chest in frustration. "Here. Internal injury—I'm riddled with holes inside, much more serious than anything she has! Tou
The hag shook her head repeatedly. "No, this is impossible! Even if you're gifted, you wouldn't be this accomplished without giving blood and sweat!"Frank sighed. "Don't you know that Einstein revolutionized physics in his twenties? Prodigies don't simply possess extraordinary gifts—they can gain twice the success even with less effort than the average person, staying well beyond any of your reach."The hag smirked. "To be honest, I would have been willing to let you join us if not for your arrogance."At her words, the lotus she sat on turned pellucid like Frank's and started flashing in red light too.The crowd who was feeling just disappointed a second ago were once again thrilled, and the middle-aged man even dissed Frank. "And you call yourself a prodigy? You're just a bitch the way I see it—your red light only lasted that long!"The hag sighed. "Such a shame indeed!"The red light shot toward Frank as she finished but faded in an instant, and soon, the hag's lotus faded as
Frank ignored the hag and asked, "How many people do you have?""It doesn't matter," the hag growled coldly. "They're plenty enough to deal with you."Frank nodded and sat cross-legged, closing and resting his eyes while saying, "Go on. Call for them."The hag was curious. "You're only in your twenties—wherever did you get that confidence?"Frank chuckled. "You can identify a horse from a donkey by making it run, as they say."The hag would like to end him right there. But considering that this was an opportunity to train, and they were all safe with her around, she decided to play along and called for everyone.Soon, over a hundred people dressed like the hag arrived. All of them were ugly or had birth defects, which paints quite the amusing picture.A middle-aged man in shades strode up, studying Frank in interest. "Oh, quite the overachiever, aren't you? Reaching the Ascendant rank in your twenties…"Frank shot him a look and asked coolly, "How many people have you killed be
Frank yelled, "Tell me who your boss is, and I might spare your life! Otherwise, the glass shards on the door will be your doom."That certainly showed the woman that Frank was being honest, and that she misjudged men!Chuckling bitterly, she said, "I actually quite liked you, so I'd rather not speed you to your death. Know when to stop if you're really smart, kid."Frank laughed coolly. "If I was going to stop, would I have come after you or Horace at all?"Fear comes from the unknown, which is why people fear the dark and the paranormal. But when they emerge from it, they fear nothing!"The woman gaped at Frank in disbelief, surprised that someone like him existed in such a quiet corner in this world.Terrifying, yet not patient—his existence was way beyond her reach.But when it came to men like him, she was still all too happy to help him die for on reason!"Fine, I'll take you to her—just don't be disappointed in the gap of power. Try to keep your pride as you do now."Fr
"What the fuck do you want?!"It was the first time Horace had ever seen anyone do something like this.Frank was helping out of sheer conscience and clearly would not tolerate anyone who committed evils, even going all out to wipe them out.At the same time, he was also different from the rest. Cunning ploys and fancy tricks were pointless against him, and he did not care about his reputation as long as he achieved his goal.And when it came to personal ability, wit, and influence, Horace simply did not compare in any element. He was also experienced enough to see that compliance was his only chance against a character like Frank. But chance did not even mean surviving but a polite death, because Frank would not let someone like him live!Throwing up his hands, Horace exclaimed, "I-I'll tell you everything! Just kill me—don't throw me in jail, okay?!"Frank said nothing and waited until Horace confessed everything, and once he gathered sufficient information, he snapped his fi
"How did you get in here?"Before this, Horace had arranged a security detail of over a dozen men in case Frank came after him.Even if they were no match for Frank, they could at least buy time, while he would hear the commotion and flee!However, Frank simply appeared without a sound behind him, making it all the more horrific!"Simple, really."Frank smirked. "I knocked them all out quietly! But to be honest, it's your own fault for not hiring martial artists despite being so rich. It's what you deserve.""You can kill me, but what's going to happen to the girl's parents?"Horace smirked, still confident in his own advantage as he waved his phone at Frank.It was a simple gesture to tell him that he was ready to take Aisling's parents down with him.Frank simply ignored him. "The assassin you sent was quite something, to be honest. Pretty face, and that mole under her eye… She's really special."Horace lost all composure right then—that could only mean that Frank had met h
"Got it!"The woman hung up and used her other phone to call Aisling again. "Lady, you will do everything we say. To put it harshly, you're now a slave—you don't get to refuse us!""Is that so?"Just as the woman finished, the window suddenly crashed open, and someone zoomed inside!Even before she could react, she was held firmly in place by the shoulder.Seeing the handsome face and knowing it was the martial elite who took down the dozenish goons sent by the cottage, she exclaimed in shock, "H-How did you find me?""Did you think I can't find you just because you're on the move?"Frank smirked as he pointed outside. "First and foremost, finding your name is simple since I have the means to find your number and therefore personal details. Also, this vehicle is registered under your name—and with the support of the most advanced GPS systems, it'd be shocking if I couldn't find you."In fact, Frank already knew the woman would not hang around in Aisling's home and called Jouri
Other factors aside, pride matters more than anything else when a person gets rich, and Horace absolutely refused to be mocked as a coward."Don't worry about it. I have other arrangements in place," he said. He then told the middle-aged man to leave and called a mysterious number.-An hour later, Frank was speaking with the intern at his homestay cottage when her phone rang.Taking it out and seeing an unfamiliar number, she knew right away that it was from the Mount Statera's management and turned on the speakers despite her curiosity as she answered."Aisling Walls, was it? Your name has a nice ring to it!" A playful, feminine voice giggled eerily from the other end."What's it to you?" Aisling snorted in annoyance. "Mess around, and I'll call the cops on you!"The woman was not intimidated at all, even laughing icily. "Go on, but your parents will die if you do."Aisling was stunned, shaking her head as she cried, "No, that's impossible… How could you know where I live?"
The middle-aged man frowned.He knew that the intern and the chief ranger would take convincing, but they did not even care to listen. "Actually, neither of you have any control over your lives now."And with that, he turned to leave.This was a homestay, after all—a fight would only further complicate the situation, which was why he did not want to do it here.However, just because he could bear with it did not mean that Frank could. "Hold it. Don't you think you're disrespecting me by leaving so quickly?"The middle-aged man stopped and turned, seemingly interested. "And where did you get the confidence to threaten me?"Frank simply smiled.At the very next instant, the middle-aged man and his dozen goons were sent flying.Then, even before they could get up, Frank had already cut up and stamped his foot on the middle-aged man's face."W-Who the hell are you?"He had worked for Horace for a while, but someone as bothersome as Frank was the first.Even if he was stupid, he
The chief ranger sighed. "I can understand being altruistic, kid, but strength doesn't solve all problems."Frank laughed. "Are you sure I'm just good in a fight? The behavior of upper management is definitely terrible—if someone like me would simply let it slide, what would happen to the ordinary folk?"The chief ranger no longer hesitated and told the intern everything he knew.Soon, her article blew up on the internet, with netizens everywhere outraged.Management naturally could not just let it slide.Horace Gagne, the person in charge, promptly sent his people after the intern and the chief ranger, only to find that they were both in Frank's homestay cottage.As both groups convened, they reported to Horace right away despite their surprise.Horace was certainly no fool—he knew that someone was setting this scene.But so what about it? He had plenty of ways to bury his opponent.And with that, his thugs all stormed into the first floor living room to find Frank seated on