Frank started at Burt in turn—he had heard of him before.

After all, Burt Yorkman had the reputation of making the most arrests in Riverton Precinct and was as competent as he was brutal.

Those he had his eyes on would never get away, though Frank was still surprised he was a member of Sage Lake Sect.

Still, he reasoned, "You are more or less a man of accomplishment in Riverton. Why stoop to being Sage Lake Sect's lapdog?"

Burt chuckled, presuming that Frank was intimidated and therefore trying to sway him.

"Give up on your pretty words, kid." He snorted in disdain. "It's your misfortune for upsetting Sage Lake Sect—average Joes like you would never understand the terror they embody, but don't worry, I'll spare you the pain while satisfying Ms. Ocean."

Frank chuckled. "So I should be thanking you?"

"You're welcome."

I know a thing or two about sects myself—have you heard of Mystic Sky Sect?" Frank asked

but regrettably, they fell three years ago—the chief and their senior apprentice

"You'll soon see us

again. "You're saying you're

"I might have considered letting you go three years ago, but you

Lake Sect, and Burt had no reason to stupidly aid the

meridians first. At

quietly, "Do you really think you can do

"I won't win in a fight, but you have been restrained with sage

that all too well, which was why he used his position

before Burt could stab Frank, he suddenly received a call, which

other end greeted him. "I'm Vicky Turnbull, CEO

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