NovelEnglishQuinn strode out from the inner hall of the dojo, shaking with rage as she bellowed, "Silence!" She had never told anyone she feigned insanity just to escape Frank, but it was assuredly the lowest point of her existence, and she would never tell anyone about it! If anyone found out that the daughter of Sage Lake Sect's high elder would stoop that low to save herself, her reputation would be dragged through the mud! "What, did I hit a nerve?" Frank chuckled coolly and nonchalantly. "Did it never cross your mind that | spared you because you looked that pathetic?" "Keep talking, Frank Lawrence!" Quinn shrieked. "You've killed my fiance and now you've insulted me! | won't show mercy!" She had to say something since the Sage Lake Sect pawns standing nearby were already avoiding her eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaving at them, she bellowed, "Go! Anyone who takes him down will be taught Sage Lake Sect's esoteric techniques and win the Goldeater Cane!" Charge! Upon hearing the rewards, all the black-clad men lurking outside the walls of Silver Spring Dojo kicked open the door as they charged inside, encircling Frank, the old man, and his granddaughter.
And there were over a hundred of them! "What..." The old man was actually petrified when he saw their numbers and quickly turned toward Quinn, begging, "Please, Miss Ocean. | merely met Mr. Lawrence by chance—we're not friends!" "You're so embarrassing, Grandpa." His grandaughter snorted, actually unable to stand him just then.
Naturally, her attitude left the old man fuming. "You Eg" whelp!" Those black-clad men were all vigor-wielding elites who serve the high elder of the Sage Lake Sect, and the old man could actually sense from their presence alone that swere above that! They were on a completely different level compared to the black-clad men who ambushed them before, and given their numbers, the old man naturally chose not to put up resistance.
"Hmph, I'don't care! You cwith that bastard, and that means you're with him!" Quinn shrieked from the front. "Go! Capture Frank Lawrence alive and kill the spare!" As the black men brandished their weapons and closed ranks around the trio, the old man could see there was no turning back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmScowling, he grumbled at Frank, "Mr. Lawrence, you've killed us all! "You're really embarrassing, Grandpa—you've already lost out to Mr. Lawrence in style." His granddaughter was suddenly no longer his fan and turned towards Frank. "You're not a coward like my grandpa, right?" "What, with this lot? Never." Frank chuckled coolly.
"Nice." The granddaughter nodded in approval. "Though I think you should give up already. Tell what's- her- name... right, Ms. Quinn-pretended-to-be-nuts-to-run-away to spare us this one time." Frank almost burst out in laughter at the old man's granddaughter's sarcasm, while Quinn's face darkened.
Almost losing it right then, she screamed so hard her voice almost broke, "What are you spacing out for?! Get them already!" The black-clad men finally gritted their teeth and ceased their probing as they charged.
Frank did not take them lightly—his eyes flashing, he invoked Five-Peat Archeus with his meridian nexus, turning vigor into pure vigor that enveloped his entire self.
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