However, Winter was too small to put up a fight, and the black–clad man smiled.

“Calm down, it’s just a little mark on your face! It’d be over before you know it… But the harder you struggle, the more it’s going to hurt!” Winter watched in tearful despair as the knife inched closer to her face.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the room.

Bang!

At the same time, there was a loud crash downstairs, startling both Winter and the black–clad man!

“Frank! Help me!” Winter screamed on top of her lungs.

The black–clad man then felt a terrible murderous presence behind him and turned to find a figure standing there.

It was pitch–black, but the man’s eyes somehow gleamed icily.

bad, the black–clad man tried to make

Thud.

a dull sound, and the

idea when Frank moved, but

was not all, as his hand was

black–clad man screamed as he stumbled backward. “W–Who are you?!” Frank laughed coolly. “You came to my house without knowing who I am?” The black–clad man blanched. “F–Frank Lawrence?! Impossible!” His intel suggested that Frank was at best an

meant he was now Birthright, a rank of martial artists who could refine their vigor

example, they could cast a slash through thin air even when

no fight with you… J- Just let me go!” The black–clad man was promptly on his knees, begging–he would never win against a Birthright, and he might just stand a

Frank said coldly and held

up to his own throat, where blood was gushing, in

to speak but could

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