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
Frank was not only the smart guy out there in the whole right world. In other words, Mr. Creston had that in mind too!He was helping because he had felt insulted after Frank flexed on him earlier, and Dani was still useful to him—for now.When she handed over the company, however, he would not hesitate to kick her out! On top of that, he would make sure that she took the fall for all the dirty deeds they did together.In the end, she would not even be able to defend herself, while suffering lawsuits and public condemnation!Even so, she said, "I understand now. But it's never too late—I swear I'll change if you give me a chance!"Frank simply turned to Zein. "Actually, this man had the right idea—if he gave you a chance, who would give him one?"We're all adults here, so act your age. I'm sure you understand how a good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.""I get it!" Dani quickly said. "You don't have to keep me around, just—""No!" Frank snapped and crushed her left hand und
Dani was under the impression that even if the goons were not the best, they were on the cusp of reaching that level anyway.It turned out to be just her wishful thinking—when against the truly powerful, she was a lamb at the mercy of the butcher's knife, no matter how many people she brought! "To be honest, I'm curious as to what you're thinking." Frank snorted as he strode up to Dani. "Why dump a man who loves you dearly for some prick you don't even know? Being abused in that state and still thinking that you'd chosen wisely—do you actually have a brain?"Seeing her launching, he knew she was not listening, and he tore her ear off!The horrific pain jolted Dani to her senses, and she was left clutching what remained of her ear as she stared at the seemingly handsome man.She was under the impression that Frank would let her live even if she lost, but it was once again wishful thinking.He would kill her, and savagely at that!And she was certainly right, since Frank had ne
Drunken Moon quickly shook her head. "Don't worry about rewarding us. Nothing's better than getting you back on your feet. Did you know that you looked just like a zombie when I saw you again? You really gave me a scare there."Zein chuckled. "Can't help it—I really had no idea what I could do against them, so I could only flounder. But with this man recovering my mother's ashes, it's over for them."Turning to Frank, he nodded. "Don't worry, brother—I'm no ingrate. I'll definitely make this worth your while."Frank shook his head too.It was a simple thing for him to do, and he had volunteered in the first place. Why leverage grace for trinkets?Even as the thought crossed his mind, someone kicked open the door, and soon, a dozen goons stormed inside. With their black tank tops, machetes, and muscular figures, they were clearly not to be trifled with.And they were led by none other than Dani herself, striding inside like a queen, as if she had everything under control.Zein
"Argh!!! This place is haunted!!!"Horrified, Dani clung to Mr. Creston, eager to earn his comfort.Contrary to her expectations, Mr. Creston was much more knowledgeable and pushed her away, growling, "There's no such thing as haunting, only reckless brats. So tell me, who are you, boy?"Frank smirked. "I'm surprised you're that knowledgeable. But to be honest, who I am doesn't matter—what matters is that you're a subhuman piece of shit!"Then, as Mr. Creston and Dani looked on, the box of ashes vanished.While Dani screamed again, Mr. Creston was ready to call for help when he felt someone seizing his throat, and he could not make a sound."Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you—I'll just make sure your reputation would go up in smoke before you go to jail. That's the best either of you could hope for."As Frank's voice became distant, Mr. Creston could move again and promptly slapped Dani across the face.Amusingly, she did not get upset from that. In fact, she hung her head
It was superstition, as even fools knew that reincarnation was not real. But the richer they were, the more superstitious they got.Still, Drunken Moon said, "I'll get your mother's ashes back."Zein signed. "Thanks for the offer, but it's too dangerous. And she'd really do it if she's pushed too far."Drunken Moon would not want to bother Frank since this was her friend's problem and not hers, and he was not obliged to help. However, she honestly did not want to let people like Dani strut and leveled a pleading look at Frank.She simply did not know that Frank was always eager to help, and he had to agree that Dani was too sickening to be left at large.Putting a hand on his chest, he assured Zein, "Just tell me where the urn is. I'll definitely recover it for you."Zein was rubbing his brow as he said, "The people you're dealing with aren't as simple as they appear."Frank chuckled. "That applies to others too."And with those words, he disappeared.Zein—who had been lou
As Frank and Drunken Moon chatted, a thirtyish man opened the door. His tailored suit was draped lopsidedly, and stubble grew all over his chin.On top of that, there were wide dark circles under his eyes, both of which were bloodshot."Drunken Moon?" His eyes lit up when he realized who it was, but only for a second as his gaze soon dulled again.Drunken Moon turned to Frank. "Allow me to introduce you to a friend, Lugh Frankton. Lugh, this is my friend Zein Dunham. You can just call him Zein."After the men shook hands, Zein ushered them inside and made them tea.Then, he curled into himself as he sat on a couch, looking miserably insomniac."You don't look like yourself," Drunken Moon pointed out, puzzled. "Did you suffer some sort of trauma?"Zein smiled wryly. "You never know what could happen to you, I guess. Live and let live."Drunken Moon looked around and realized that all of Zein's wedding photos were gone.In fact, anything that had to do with Dani Farron, Zein's w
Damn their horrible luck! They would not be in this situation if Lanky Man was not eager to get himself a wife!Meanwhile, as Frank and Drunken Moon left, the latter giggled and asked, "Hey, could you come along while I visit a friend? It's rare that I can be out and about, so I'll just treat this as a holiday. That means I should properly unwind instead of going back right away."Frank nodded. He had nothing else to do anyway and followed Drunken Moon to a luxurious residential area.They could have entered directly, but since Drunken Moon did not know which house her friend lived in, she asked the security guard, "Do you know Zein Dunham? I'm a friend. Would you happen to know where he lives?"Though Drunken Moon was very polite, the security guard studied her from head to toe before scowling in contempt. "You can't go in without an appointment, lady, and I definitely can't give you any resident's address either—I'd get fired."Stepping out of the security shack, Drunken Moon ap
Lanky Man could not help flashing a thumb-up at Frank.However, the gesture changed just as Frank was not watching—with a flash of blue light, countless needles rained down on Frank!Nonetheless, Frank did not move.The needles continued toward him before clanging loudly as they came to a stop near him, as if striking a wall.Lanky Man could not help being stunned—that was his killing stroke, and he launched it at Frank when he let his guard down.However, the kid was somehow able to cast some barrier that nullified his attacks. What the hell was that even?!"Curious, aren't you?" Frank asked just then. "I'm sure the people you butchered would've been curious about your powers too. Now that the tables have turned, I must ask—has it ever crossed your mind that you're the same as them?"At those words, Lanky Man's knees buckled and he dropped to his knees.It was only natural that he imagined his defeat, but not one this pathetic.Frank never even broke a sweat, but nothing work
Despite Drunken Moon's agility, a needle struck her in the left shoulder after she dodged them multiple times.Gritting her teeth in pain, she smirked. "I'm surprised you're this strong."Lanky Man laughed. "It's not just you—I don't know why I'm this good either."Ever since I was a child, every person I've met, regardless of age or sect, could never win against me. It's really a pain being so strong—normal folk really wouldn't catch my eye, so I was hoping you'd change your mind, priestess."Drunken Moon sighed. "Then it's a shame that you've run into someone you shouldn't, or you might really have gotten your chance at showing off."And with those words, she chanted her incantation.Soon, blue light converged and formed a human silhouette.It was naturally Frank himself in the flesh!Even as Frank studied his own body, he actually found it interesting—in a way, he was able to teleport.In that case, would he not be making bank if he worked as a courier or pizza boy?"Who a