Despite everyone's effort to tell Frank to concede, he breathed a long sigh and turned toward Mole. "Why is that so? I haven't given up yet." "Huh?!"

Mole was left frowning, as Frank was still being stubborn even now. "Understand your position! I'm telling you to forfeit so that you won't die senselessly-I'd rather not have your death tarnish our reputation, even if this is your own fault." Suddenly remembering how Frank drank the entire cauldron of poison, Mole smirked at him.

His miserable state now was certainly hilarious!

That was when Frank said, "I don't need you to worry about my life."

His calm words jolted Mole out of his thoughts, and he was left staring at Frank in shock. "Do you have a death wish?"

"Of course not."

Frank looked at him confidently. "But the trial isn't over yet, is it?"

"No..."

Mole frowned, glancing at the hourglass on the table beside Yosil. "But there's only five minutes left. What are you going to "

"You don't have to worry about that."

to stand,

you want to continue, so be it! Don't think you can blame your death on our heads, because this is all your own

resilient attitude left Kairo annoyed

had less than five minutes and no herbs, and

he going to turn

just being stubborn just to mess with

Kairo had to admit that Frank had succeeded,

on your knees and kowtow three times, admit that you were at fault, and I'll give you my pill. It won't heal you right away, but

annoyed as

and as everyone watched, he crushed the mudroots in his fingers. Then, pinching a pile

raising a brow-what on earth was he doing, making

aback, but

so hard that

"You had to

a chef...

unaffected by the diss

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