"Please, Frank... I get it now! It's all my fault, and I won't ever do it again... Please, just let me live-"

Crunch!

As Gerry's neck snapped audibly, his pleas stopped instantly.

Stella's breath was caught in her lungs and she almost fainted.

Who was this war deity that they had just provoked? Could Frank actually be Transcendent rank?!

Her family's martial artists were tried and true elites too-not many across the East Coast could win against them, let alone in Norsedam!

But Frank massacred them without even really making an effort!

As the lobby of Lanecorp Tower became eerily silent for a long while, Frank quietly spoke, "I will give you one chance-go home, and don't mess with me ever again." Stella promptly turned in disbelief he was sparing her?

Frank seemed to read her mind from her expression alone and waved her off.

kill you. Though I don't mind playing along if you

her a cool look. "You have to pay the medical fees for hurting

strode away, while Stella was

not expect Frank to be so outrageously

tell her family after losing so many of their

Tower, feeling completely muddled and disembodied. It was a stark contrast from her haughty attitude when she first strode

days after the incident, the Favonis and the Bearsons received word

they did not blame

men-they insisted Frank was using some dirty move to massacre their

clear act of

her father and brother from messing with Frank, they stubbornly

the Bearsons inciting them endlessly,

was not even thirty, but he was one of the best among all

a rare martial

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