Baba Yaga had said that Frank was a real pickle, and they must never face him directly.

After all, the depths of Frank's strength was unfathomable, and many big shots had already died by his hand.

As such, they should avoid him whenever they could.

In fact, even though Sohil immediately recognized Frank, Sohil pretended he did not because he must not do that in order to avoid rousing Frank's suspicion.

"Who are you?!" he snapped. "Why did you barge into my turf and hurt my men?"

Frank snorted at Sohil's pointless pretension-he never intended to talk things out peacefully when he came.

Still, it surprised Frank to hear Gable's voice from within, and he therefore leaned against the door to eavesdrop on Gable and Sohil.

He was at once furious when he found out about their plans.

Lowering his head to look at the panicking Gable, he growled icily, "I knew sparing your life was a mistake."

"W-What are you talking about?" Gable exclaimed despite his terror. "I just came to buy medicine for my mother. What are you doing?!" "Buy medicine?"

out to snatch the bottle of pills out of Gable's

as despite having medicinal value, Mildron Balm could be

could suppress various aches and discomfort of the body, it was highly addictive and aggravated the previous symptoms of the patients endlessly. Eventually, as the patient

the thought that Gable was feeding his own mother almost spurred Frank into

would

Gable and Sohil were

all, it was a unique substance-even Hundred Bane Sect did

it meant he was

Frank turned coolly toward Sohil just then. "Sohil Zomer, was it? Where's your

my friend? I have no idea how you met my son,

"Cut the crap!"

As

narrowed in a

shot past Sohil's cheek, slicing off his left

belongs to en.kikiot

was left clutching what remained

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