An elderly retainer remained impassive as he growled, "Why waste your breath? Just kill him and be done with him."

"I agree." Another retainer in his fifties nodded in agreement. "Don't blame us, brat. Blame your tactlessness and refusing the olive branch Mr. Turnbull extended!"

However, just as they were ready to attack, the doors to the reception hall opened.

"Eh?"

Frank, Glen and his retainers all turned to find a man with short hair striding in, his eyes flashing murderously.

And it was none other than Titus Lionheart himself.

"I warned you never to show up in Morhen, didn't I?" He smiled. "Well, now that you're here... prepare to die."

several Ascendant rank elites, one of

pressure was suddenly on Frank

I'm busy," someone spoke in

hair and blue eyes strode in just then. He was carrying a large briefcase and seemed so pompous

that his impulse

He's the global leading authority in virology and infectious diseases—he can deal with any conditions, no matter how

"Great!"

to worry when the Lionhearts step up! Don't worry, Mr. Lionheart—I'll visit

Turnbull." Titus smiled before turning toward Frank. "So, Mr. Turnbull told me you're here to

yes,"

"Hmph."

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