Zac took a deep breath, his expression turning cold. "Since Glen's coaxing couldn't work… I guess I'll just have to do it the hard way!""Exactly!" Yonca exclaimed in delight. "If push comes to shove, find out where he lives and get some hostages. I doubt he wouldn't cave at that point! The Turnbull family has no reason to waste time on the likes of him!"Zac nodded and strode into Nash's cottage with his men again, standing at the courtyard as he shouted, "Frank Lawrence! My brother was being reasonable, only for you to scorn him! Do you think we're pushovers?! You'd better come with us and help my father, or I'll send my people over to Riverton to get us some hostages!"Frank heard him and was instantly incensed.For him, those around him were untouchable—if the Turnbulls really dared to lay a finger on Helen and the others, he would not mind rooting out the entire family like weeds.Not even Vicky would stop him at that point!Bang!The door was pulverized resoundingly as Fra
Narrowing his eyes, Frank bellowed, "I'm giving you one last chance for Vicky's sake. Get out of my sight, or you'll all die here!"Zac scowled and yelled back, "You are out of line! Did you think you could stand alone against the entire Turnbull family?!"Seeing that Zac was still intent on threatening him, Frank sighed and suddenly looked up. "I gave you a chance, but you asked for this!"Suddenly, he disappeared with a bursting gale."What?!" Zac exclaimed, as Frank was on top of him before he realized it.His index finger outstretched, Frank's eyes were narrowed as he breathed quietly, "Point Break.""Mr. Turnbull!" The Ascendant rank Turnbull retainer promptly pushed him out of the way.Bang!A burst of pure vigor erupted out of Frank's fingertip with mirages of dragons.The Ascendant rank Turnbull retainer, unable to dodge in time, was reduced to a viscous pool of blood, splashing all over the wall behind him.Nothing was left of him, and one would think that he had van
"Damn you, Yonca. So that's why Glen was so furious…" Zac closed his eyes in endless regret."Protect Mr. Turnbull!" The Turnbull family bodyguards came to their senses just then and rushed toward Frank fearlessly.However, Frank simply kicked his leg into the air, launching a horrific burst of pure vigor around him and sending them flying and screaming.When Zac turned, he saw that each bodyguard was sprawled in pools of their own blood, their legs in pieces even as they screamed. "It's over… This is it…" He closed his eyes in despair."Mr. Lawrence! P-Please stop!" a voice suddenly called out."Eh? Frida?" Zac turned in surprise to find Frida running straight toward Frank, smartphone in hand even as she ignored the Turnbull family bodyguards laying around screaming in pain."No, Frida!" Zac shouted. "Tell Glen to…"He trailed off, unable to say the words 'avenge me' because he realized a horrible truth.His family would never win against Frank.And if his brother confron
Zac replied, "I-I can hear you…""Hah!" Vicky snapped right then. "Did you forget what I've said? I told you not to threaten Frank with his family, but I guess none of you were listening! Even if I'd like to see Helen Lane served to me on a platter… Do it, darling! I won't blame you even if you kill Uncle Zac!"Zac paled at Vicky's words.He opened his mouth to speak but eventually hung his head in silence.Frank was silent too—if Vicky directly spoke on Zac's behalf, he might actually refuse her.But Vicky was smart.Knowing that Frank was not one who followed orders, she chose to side with him instead to disarm him.If Frank actually killed Zac after that, he would actually be the petty one."It's alright…" Vicky sighed after a brief silence, pouting over the phone. "Just let him go, darling. This one time, alright? He's still my uncle, and just killing him like that would make things complicated, y'know?"Frank sighed and shook his head. "Since you put it that way, I'm re
Staring at the blood splatter and remains sticking to the wall, Zac sighed. "Build a cenotaph for Mr. Ziege. It's only thanks to him that I'm alive.""Mr. Turnbull…"The Turnbull family bodyguards watched as Frank left and whispered into Zac's ear, "Are we just going to let him go to Turnbull House? Your brother gave express orders not to let him get in touch with Ms. Turnbull, not even through phone calls… Ms. Blue is clearly going against that, so shouldn't we punish her per family law?""Family law?" Zac shook his head, chuckling ironically. "We'd all be dead if not for Frida Blue. If there's anyone who needs to be punished…"Yonca's lofty face appeared in Zac's mind right then.-Soon, Frank arrived at Turnbull House in Frida's car.As expected of one of the Four Families of Morhen, they certainly lived differently—somehow, their furnishings and houses were a class above the Jankos.Marble statues, artistic works, and expensive vases lined the courtyard and hallways, each o
"Agree, my ass!" Frank snapped at Glen even as the Turnbull family bodyguards watched. "When did I make a deal with Vicky? She called me to see her, and helping your father is a matter of convenience. I get to decide, so don't think you Turnbulls can ride on Vicky's request!"Anyone being snapped at like that would never react well, and that certainly applied to Glen Turnbull, the head of one of the Four Families of Morhen.The only one who did that last time was his own father. Barring that man, every outsider had been reverent to him, even directly kowtowing. Even the head of the Lionheart family and the Sorano family had to show him due respect.And Frank was snapping at him in his house? Who did he think he was?!"Watch your mouth! I dare you to speak in that manner with Mr. Turnbull again!" The Turnbull retainers strode up at Frank just then, each of them Ascendant rank and hired with a king's ransom.They even had an elder from the Martial Alliance among their ranks."R
An elderly retainer remained impassive as he growled, "Why waste your breath? Just kill him and be done with him.""I agree." Another retainer in his fifties nodded in agreement. "Don't blame us, brat. Blame your tactlessness and refusing the olive branch Mr. Turnbull extended!"However, just as they were ready to attack, the doors to the reception hall opened."Eh?"Frank, Glen and his retainers all turned to find a man with short hair striding in, his eyes flashing murderously.And it was none other than Titus Lionheart himself."I warned you never to show up in Morhen, didn't I?" He smiled. "Well, now that you're here… prepare to die."He was escorted by several Ascendant rank elites, one of whom had reached peak Ascendant rank.In an instant, the pressure was suddenly on Frank and he was caught on the backfoot."W-Where's the patient? I'm busy," someone spoke in inarticulate Draconian just then. A middle-aged balding foreigner with blonde hair and blue eyes strode in jus
Frank scowled and barked, "I won't say a word if you're insulting me alone, but you are insulting Draconian tradition, and I must set the record straight."He learned medicine from Mystic Sky Sect, and it was the most orthodox and oldest discipline in Draconia. And what were the medicine men from abroad doing while Draconia medicine was already saving lives? Their solution for clubfoot back then was amputation, and without anesthetic, leaving the patient's up to fate! And now they were belittling Draconian tradition?However, Frank's reaction was exactly what Titus wanted.He had certainly been humiliated in Riverton, and had not the guts to tell his family what happened.But now that he ran into Frank in Morhen, he would properly show him.He would return his humiliation at Frank's hands by a hundredfold, and hurting his pride was just the first step.As the heir of the Lionhearts, he had seen as many maladies as healers. Even Abel Loggins—the best healer in Morhen—only amount