Mobius then unwrapped the red cloth to reveal the stark white phalange-the same one that Mr. Shrode had brought in last night.

"This is the spiritron vein I would trade with you, Mr. Lawrence," Mobius then said nonchalantly. "I can even tell you how it works-it can regenerate any wound and any missing body parts."

Frank narrowed his eyes at Mobius, words, his fingers touching the card Vicky gave him before he came.

There was no mistaking it now, as the card had both the address of this hotel and a photo of what the Turnbulls' lost spiritron vein looked like.

It was the one Mobius was showing them right now!

Vicky had also mentioned that it was unparalleled in regenerating physical wounds. However, since the Turnbulls were not a martial clan, they did not care much even after acquiring the spiritual vein, instead consecrating it at their ancestral shrine. "Frank...?"

Silverbell was shocked too, as she did not expect Frank's business in Bralog to involve a spiritron vein.

got out, would that not lead to a battle between all the

got her own spiritron vein. "Is this to your satisfaction, Mr. Lawrence?" Mobius asked just then, bringing

turned to find a long-haired youth, and he was none other than Mickus Salor, the heir to Clear Winds Pavilion

eyes widened as he stared at the spiritron vein, bellowing in disbelief

that Frank was the seller and violating Draconia's laws against selling historical artifacts, let alone

since the spiritron vein was Draconia's most valuable treasure, the

exactly what

he glared at Frank and Silverbell, snarling coolly, "Impressive, Lady Silverbell! To think that I believed you above the rest before but you're actually in. cahoots with Frank Lawrence! How disappointing!

Frank snapped, scowling right then. "This has nothing

do with her?!" Mickus bellowed. "I'm seeing this happen with my own eyes, and you'd still say otherwise?!" "Not

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