"Oh... Okay, here."

The bodyguard was still completely confused, unsure what had just happened as he blankly passed the salt shaker to Frank.

As he stared blankly at Frank while he sprinkled salt over his food, Frank suddenly paused and turned to him in curiosity. "What are you looking at me for? Didn't your employer tell you to do something earlier?"

The bodyguard came to his senses at Frank's words, and lunged toward Corey with an angry cry alongside the other bodyguards.

However, the outcome was no surprise—the bodyguards might be good, but they were no match for someone who could wield vigor.

In fact, Corey had some moves too. His hair was a mess and his clothes were torn, but after a tough fight, he managed to floor all of Hubert's bodyguards.

"A vigor wielder? Just you wait!" Hubert snapped, but he quickly fled the banquet hall as he realized that the odds were against him.

"That was so cool, Corey! You knocked down all those men even though they

really nothing." Corey chuckled and stared

followed his gaze, and Ivana snorted in dissatisfaction, being as blunt as she always was. "Aren't you supposed to be Vicky's bodyguard? Why didn't you do anything when

tell me

unaffected despite their criticism and said quietly, "I have no reason to play with second-rate mooks, and it'd be a shame

"Excuses, excuses."

been in

calling yourself Vicky's

"Don't blame him—most people would be petrified when they see Hubert Sorano

eyes remained fixed on Vicky as he shook his head and sighed. "You should really change bodyguards, Vicky. A man like that is

to me—just dump that

disappointed in Frank and was convinced that he was no martial elite but just

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