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."

escorted by several Ascendant rank elites, one of

instant, the pressure was suddenly on Frank and he

I'm busy," someone spoke in inarticulate Draconian just

strode in just then. He was carrying a large briefcase and seemed so pompous that he was oblivious to the murderous vibe in the

did not appear deterred that his impulse for

abroad. He's the global leading authority in virology and infectious diseases—he can deal

"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 my father is

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

matter of convenience, yes," Frank replied,

"Hmph."

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