"Brother!" Lothar cried, unable to keep strangling Hal as he dropped to the floor.When he looked up, he saw that Ciril was suddenly on his feet. However, his hair and beard were standing on ends and his eyes were thoroughly red, his veins throbbing like a raging beast."He's gone amok…?!"Even as the word came to mind, Lothar was left watching as Ciril launched a punch at him on the floor."Move!" Lothar threw Hal aside as he barrel rolled out of the way, dodging Ciril's punch by inches… which left a meter-deep crater on the floor."Brother, it's me, Lothar! Get a hold of yourself!" Lothar cried out anxiously.His words did not seem to reach Ciril, however.If anything, it made Ciril even more violent.He bellowed again and kept attacking Lothar."Go… Get Mr. Lawrence!" Lothar shouted to the retainers nearby even as he parried Ciril's assault. "T-Tell him that Hal ruined his treatment… Ciril has gone amok!"-Meanwhile, Frank was slowly rising off the ground in front of Y
"Frank Lawrence."Yed did not run.He was a martial artist too, though he also knew that he would never escape an Ascendant rank, which Frank was.Composing himself, he growled through his teeth despite his reluctance, "I'll pay you your 800 million. But you have to promise that you'll leave my house right away and never meddle in my family's business!""Mr. Lawrence…" Ned was left flustered—he would be killed if Frank really left for that money! To his dismay, Frank stopped and leveled an impassive look at Yed. "Really?""Of course," Yed said. "I'm the next head of the Janko family, and my word is golden."In Yed's mind, overflowing glee was quickly replacing his panic as he realized Frank was just a fool who got involved for money.Losing 800 million dollars while he turned the tables against everyone and became the next head of the Janko family? That was no loss at all!In fact, once his succession was complete, he could repay Frank with this humiliation!This time, Yed e
"Blargh!" Yed coughed out a mouthful of dark-red blood as he dropped on his rear, glaring at Frank in disbelief even as he shook with rage. "Y-You crippled my cultivation! H-How dare…""You talk too much." Frank shook his head and slapped him across the face right then, sending several bleeding teeth flying. "You're traitorous scum who conspired to kill your own father… Nah, you're actually an insult to scum."Yed would never have dreamed that Frank would actually hit him. He screamed hysterically despite his missing teeth, "Y-You hit me! I'll kill you! I'm the next head of the Janko family! This is my house… You're dead!""Whatever."Frank turned, shaking his head as he walked up to Ned and clapped him on the shoulder. "Go on, Mr. Janko. I'm sure you need to vent.""Yeah." Ned nodded.He had certainly had enough of this brother who bullied and humiliated him ever since a child. Even though he had gone the extra mile to make sure he did not upset Yed, handing over any family
"Ned… I'll kill you… You—"Ned punched Yed in the face even before Yed could finish threatening him, sending Yed slamming into the ground.Yed's bodyguards rushed forward, ready to save him, only to see Frank shifting his weight between his legs. "You can keep coming if you don't mind dying."The bodyguards all paused right then in fear, caught in a dilemma as they watched Frank fold his arms before his chest.That was when a mini tram bounded down the cobblestone path and a Janko retainer leapt out."M-Mr. Lawrence!" he cried. "Ciril Janko has gone amok—please, you have to help him!""Amok?" Frank frowned, his expression suddenly cool. "I was very clear about not touching him. Did you not follow my instructions?""W-We did…" the retainer paused awkwardly. "But we were distracted for a moment, and Hal climbed on top of Ciril, and…""Save it." Frank waved him off. "I get the idea. It was planned ahead anyway."Frank then turned toward Yed, whom Ned had clobbered into a pulp a
Ned spat, "Guess you're lucky this time!""Oof—"Yed coughed blood as he collapsed, unconscious.Frank and the Janko retainer then hurried into the mini tram that the latter came on and returned to the main Janko mansion."Whoa…" Frank was actually surprised to see only half the mansion was left standing.At the same time, Ciril's wild rampage was still continuing, and most of the Janko retainers Lothar brought were either dead or maimed.Even if Ciril was saved, the damage to his family was already done."Is Mr. Lawrence here yet?!" Lothar shouted when he saw the mini tram return, wiping the blood off his lips and appearing guilty when he saw Frank.If only he had known that Hal would ruin everything… He should have just killed that brat from the start and be done with it!"Please, Mr. Lawrence…" he cried. "You have to help us! Save my brother!""Ciril…" Frank appeared shocked even as he watched Ciril Janko from afar.The man's skin was beet red as he fought several Ascenda
Frank glanced at Lothar, inwardly impressed. "Such immaculate defense technique."While Mystic Sky Sect apprentices were instructed in secret techniques taught since time immemorial, there were plenty of other secret techniques passed down among other clans and sects. Naturally, each of such techniques had something that made them special, but Frank had the advantage of the Five-Peat Archaeus.It was just a basic technique that the chief of Mystic Sky Sect had personally taught him back in the day. However, as long as a technique adhered to the rules of the five basic elements, Frank could use the Five-Peat Archaeus to observe, emulate, and even improve on it.That was how he could copy anyone else's technique so freely from the start!"Basilisk Remittance!" Frank bellowed as he cast the technique Lothar just used. Focusing the projection of yellow pure vigor around his feet, he shattered a boulder flying at him with a kick!Pow!At the same time, an elderly man in white garb who
Yed, who was thrown to the ground, could see ahead with his one good eye, which soon lit up with excitement and delight."Hahaha!" He laughed raspily and shrilly. "That's what you deserve… Hahaha!!!"It was not just him—everyone could see it too, the moment when Frank's head would blow up like a watermelon.Ned's fingers clenched on the car door and closed his eyes in anguish!"Hmm."On the other hand, Frank was simply watching as Ciril's fist streaked toward him thunderously.At this moment, he genuinely understood that the Jankos truly had the disposition to replace the Lawrences as one of the Four Families of Morhen.Even in a stupor, Ciril could wreak such devastation upon all around him. In all certainty, he could prove to be a match for Fenton, Frank's father's valet!However, there was no way Frank would fall here."Death Eater," he murmured, and a burst of red pure vigor unfurled away from Frank like a raging storm.As everyone was left stupefied, the death aura relea
"Alright, quit spacing out now." Frank's calm call brought every Janko to their senses. "I've pacified Mr. Janko now—his left arm is broken, but he just needs bed rest for a period and he'll be fine."Walking up to Ned, he clapped him on the shoulder, leaving him stunned and confused. "Huh? Wha…?""Go," Frank frowned, clearly hinting that he should clean up the mess and earn his keep as the next head of the Janko family.When Ned finally understood, he forced a smile at Frank and nodded repeatedly.Striding forward, he instructed the terrified servants to carry Ciril to another mansion to rest.After that, he beckoned at the bodyguards.Yed, who was still staring blankly at his son's corpse, was dragged to the middle of what remained of the main mansion."Speak!" Lothar bellowed at him. "Did you or did you not poison your father?!"With Ned, the family retainers and Lothar encircling him, Yed became well aware that it was all over for him.His heart only sank further when he