Jan smiled faintly, "He's arrogant, but he's strong. Right now, your objective is to save your strength and subjugate every Turnbull at the central ballroom, and rise as the new head of the Turnbull family. No loose ends." "Yes, sir." Rob Turnbull nodded, saluting Jan in turn before leading his men away.

Before he did, he leveled a cold, murderous look at Frank as if his fate was sealed.

Soon, the doors of ballroom three closed with a loud bang, leaving just Frank and Jan.

And seeing that there was no one else around, Frank looked up and asked, "So, the challenge issued by the South Sea Crow-that was you?"

"Indeed." Jan nodded and grinned. "You need an appropriate excuse if you want to claim control over a big cake like the Turnbulls, don't you agree?"

"Where is she?" Frank demanded, narrowing his eyes.

Glen had told him the challenge was the South Sea Crow's own writing, meaning that it was definitely Ciaran Zobel.

And Jan had her.

"I've dealt with her."

then, "Since she no longer holds any worth to

ablaze right then-so that was why he never heard anything from his fellow apprentice for so long, and why she never rendezvoused

her, once again proving how powerful

us Lionhearts could abide by the existence of any

then. "We've found out a lot about you after working on

"You asked for this!"

heart skipped a beat when he heard that name, and he no longer held back,

the shape of a warrior wearing silver scale armor, carrying a sharp sword as he lunged toward

was not surprised that Frank was attacking and

time, a black shield materialized in front

agreement, no one said

form of a black lion, over a hundred

Decimation!" Jan roared, and the black lion did the same, breathing black pure vigor that incinerated

distance, Kiki could see the black lion

breath. Let's get out of

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