NovelEnglishDeath meant compensation for their families, while desertion meant death to them and their families.
Sensing the change in attitude among the black-clad men, Frank did not hold back as he charged his Five-Peat Archaeus, his Birthright rank might overwhelming them.
It was a headache now that they were suddenly fearless even in death, especially since swere vigor- wielding elites.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA group around ten would be no issue, but even he was hard-pressed against dozens, even hundreds— not even a lion could stand against a horde of hyenas alone.
Seeing that Frank was a little overwhelmed, Aion's granddaughter cried, "Help him, Grandpa!" Aion, however, stood his ground.
He appeared troubled and was clearly not intent to get involved.
If Frank won, he and his granddaughter must cup with something to appease the last apprentice of Mystic Sky Sect.
And there was still a chance he would kill them so that they would not tell on him.
Naturally, things would not bode well for them if Sage Lake Sect won either, so all Aion could do was stand there, indecisive.
"Oh, you're such an embarrassing geezer!" Aion's granddaughter snapped just then and leapt into fray.
Surprisingly, her dainty form wielded martial arts that almost defied common sense! With just a single palm technique, she unleashed a violent shockwave that sent two black-clad men flying.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was clearly more than what met the eye! "Stop it, brat!" a Aion was absolutely petrified.
What was he going to tell Haply Hall's elders if something happened to his granddaughter because she was blundering her way through this mess?! Having no choice right then, he braced himself and joined the fight as well, alleviating the pressure on Frank right then.
At the dojo gates, Quinn was still watching as Frank sent more black-clad men flying or killing them outright.
She winced from tto tbut eventually turned toward her father in confusion. "Dad, are we just going to sit by and watch as he slaughters our men?" Bocek was much more composed in comparison. He was watching the fight too and said quietly, "We'll get our hands on Mystic Sky Sect's secrets. Moreover, there's been too many prying eyes involved..." Quinn's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the crazed black-clad man in shock. "You mean." "Yes." Bocek laughed coolly. "No one aside from you andmust know about this—not even the chief. Also, new apprentices can always be recruited, while these ones die wearing down Frank. It's killing two birds with one stone." Quinn lowered her gaze, a little scared of her father's savage, bloodlusting glare just then.
"That includes Eron White and his family. The man wants to have his daughter marry Maron Ocean? Hah! He's dying too." Bocek's face contorted ruthlessly and glanced at his daughter to see her hesitant.
Clapping her on the shoulder, he chuckled. "You must understand, my dear girl—there's no such thing as principles in this world! Everyone listens to the person with the biggest stick, and the ones who defeat their conscience would always reach further and higher than anyone else!" He nodded in approval as he watched Quinn ponder upon his words, and he whipped out his phone to make a call.
"Zayas? Got a job for you," he said icily. "Assemble your boys and massacre the White family of Southstream. Remember, leave nothing alive!"
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