As Glen reared his chin at Frank hostilely, Titus strode up.

"Wait, Mr. Turnbull." He chuckled coolly. "Frank Lawrence can wait, now that Professor Roberts has seen how pointless Draconia traditional medicine is. Time to show Mr. Lawrence what proper experts can do —it won't be too late to kill him after."

That was exactly what he wanted—to beat Frank physically and psychologically, just to wipe that smug grin off his face and make him kneel before him.

"Are you done talking?" Professor Roberts asked, already impatient.

"Yeah." Glen nodded. "Please help my father."

making

the Turnbulls and Lionhearts' retainers encircled Frank and did nothing else, since Glen would not go

Pulling a green tube from a cold storage case, he inserted it into a syringe while saying, "Thanks to the medical records

wrist. "If only I was allowed to work sooner, the

young man—you only proved that Draconian traditional medicine is a scam, and I should never believe

bulging over

Mr. Lawrence—Draconian traditional medicine is all just cheap tricks to deceive fools. But the Four Families of Morhen?

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