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."

elites, one of whom had reached peak Ascendant

the pressure was suddenly on Frank and he was caught

I'm busy," someone spoke

then. He was carrying a large briefcase and seemed so

Titus did not appear deterred that

faintly. "Mr. Turnbull, this is Professor Roberts, who works at a famous university abroad. He's the global leading authority in virology and infectious

"Great!"

he heard Mr. Roberts' credentials, giving Titus a thumbs up. "There is no need to worry when the Lionhearts step up! Don't worry, Mr. Lionheart—I'll visit your family personally to convey my thanks if

too humble now, Mr. Turnbull." Titus smiled before turning toward Frank. "So,

yes," Frank replied, impassive.

"Hmph."

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