Clang!

A black-clad man's machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang.

"What?! Projecting your vigor... You're actually Birthright rank?!"

The old man's jaw could drop from shock as he looked on.

But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man's wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men's head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact.

"I'm here to help, Mr. Lawrence!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of wind as Burt Yorkman, wearing a ragged black suit, charged inside.

He vaulted like a crane before assuming a tiger's pose, quickly dispatching two black-clad men.

"Burt Yorkman! You traitor!" Quinn shrieked, shaking with rage when she saw Burt helping Frank.

serving at Sage Lake Sect's beck and call for years, but all of you kept me at arm's length as if I were a

some pointers from Frank a couple days ago, he immediately

Burt wielded it with the ferocity of a real tiger, unstoppable even as he

sensation welling up the pit of his stomach—his meridians felt blocked

on?" His heart

Had he been poisoned?!

in time as a black-clad man's fingers reached his

stabilize his breathing while Quinn looked in with

manage to poison Frank Lawrence, and his

and beg already, Frank!" She laughed coldly. "It'd at least spare

his meridian nexus, there was a turbidness that kept affecting the flow of his vigor. Wherever his vigor reached, that turbidness followed suit, numbing his body

you've slain one of our brothers and insulted Ms. Ocean! You'll be begging for us to end you soon

struck Frank just now bellowed, his fingers hardening with vigor as

"Fuck off!"

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