That certainly made sense—a piece of shit like Ned would never encounter someone more impressive than Abel.

If that young man was really as impressive as he bragged, why was he not famous?

With that in mind, Yed stared at Frank from the back, sneering coldly.

Eight million? More like poetic justice!

If Frank never insulted him, Yed would have been content with giving the conman beating and throwing him out of his mansion.

However, Frank's pompous attitude had thoroughly left Yed incensed—and no one insulted the Jankos and got away with it!

-

Soon, the Jankos were once again gathered in Ciril's bedroom.

Frank strode up to Ciril, and with just a single look, shook his head and said, "Taut Snow Tree—one of Hundred Bane Sect's finest. The Yellow Shrive would only have kept Mr. Janko alive for a few days instead of clearing it completely."

then—could he

way the kid identified the poison right away and

really as

coolly. "Mr. Loggins has already identified the poison. I'm sure Ned told

and breathed

would really be humiliated if some youth diagnosed Ciril quicker than he

when Ned began, "I never

a hand, stopping him. "It's

can treat this poison, but I will need five silver needles—one thick and four thin. And boil a

Lothar barked at the

all over his brow, feeling

in the room who was

really died,

leadership as an Ascendant rank gone, the family's retainers would quickly disband and leave, while the rest of them would be reduced to a succulent chunk of meat that the other families would drool

the Four Families of Morhen—their survival in Morhen

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