Frank was left taken aback but soon appeared delighted that was true! Why did he not think of that?!

He even nodded at the flunkies. "Thanks for the tip. I really didn't think of that!"

The two flunkies traded glances, while the one who gave Frank the idea of taking Tigris hostage could slap himself right then. "S-Stand back!"

"Do you think the warden would show you mercy when you're hurting his brother?!"

Seeing Frank strode up, the two flunkies were still trying to name-drop the warden to intimidate Frank.

They had no idea that Frank was not susceptible, and while they yapped a lot, they quickly cleared a path for Frank.

With that, they watched helplessly as Frank put Tigris on the iron chair and wheeled him further inside the cell.

"Alright-Tigris Fisher is now my hostage," Frank said. "Run along now and tell your warden that I have his brother, and that he shouldn't do anything stupid... or I'll kill my hostage!" Seeing that Frank was absolutely stubborn, the two flunkies had no choice but to turn and leave to inform the warden.

At the same time, Frank whipped out Tigris' phone and wasted no time calling Gene's Pearce.

No one answered, but it was understandable since it was Gene's personal number, and that he would not accept the call from a number he did not recognize.

After thinking about it, Frank called Hans Schnee, but he could not reach him.

"What?"

would not answer a call, though he was most

for a while, a

to bother her, he had no choice at

a cool yet melodious voice spoke from the other

"Ahem... Silverbell, it's me."

since she was the chief of the

all Draconian martial artists with a direct line to Draconia's president, her assistance would

in

wne

issue.

this

Frank subconsciously did not

"Donn-I mean, Frank."

ethereal voice was at once mild when she realized it was him.

including

silent in

well, that

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