Crack.

With just a little squeeze, Zeb stopped screaming, his eyes wide open even as he died.

“No!!!” Cram screamed hysterically at the sight of his son’s death, his eyes blood red as he bellowed at him, “Frank Lawrence! You will die for this! Kill him!

Kill him!!!” All of Cram’s men whipped out their weapons, their blades flashing blindingly as they charged at Frank.

Hans was about to move, but Frank stopped him.

“Let me show you what it means to have power,” he growled as the air around him swirled violently, his clothes flapping loudly in turn.

He stepped one foot forward, and shot toward the crowd like a bullet.

With a punch, four men were sent flying–there was no way to withstand the weight of a truck crashing towards them.

Even before blades could reach him, Frank would shattered the edges with nothing more than a gentle flake, his pure vigor flowing around him.

Screams ensued wherever he passed, leaving Hans standing there in shock.

“Mr. Lawrence reached Birthright again?” Frank’s cultivation had been crippled before, but he was now Birthright again in just three years, perhaps even stronger than before.

Truly–once a genius, always a genius.

As Frank took down the fiftyish bodyguards of the Larkins in no time at all, there was not so much as a smear of blood on his hands.

It was as if nothing ever happened.

dumbfounded, no longer feeling terror as

Sect–mention my name when you see

lay on the floor. “Mystic Sky Sect? Y– You’re Donn Lawrence?!” He never could have dreamed of provoking

have been killed three years ago, at

think that the

at him./ Scarless Gorm recognized him, and that meant

He beckoned at Hans, who nodded

that, it was another name

leave, his hands clasped behind his back. “Keep it clean.”

After the Larkins were wiped

arrested, only to be told that he and his entire family ran away

next morning, she visited Frank’s hilltop mansion again…

are you looking for?” Winter asked, still in her pajamas and groggy

pretty and had a perfect figure, accentuated by the black figure– hugging shirt she

pretty face like Winter in Frank’s house, and she looked

came to look for Frank.” – Winter raised a brow. Why were

Crack.

stopped screaming, his eyes wide

eyes blood red as he bellowed at him, “Frank Lawrence! You will die for this! Kill

All of Cram’s men whipped out their weapons, their blades

to move, but Frank

as the air around him swirled violently,

and shot toward the crowd like

four men were sent flying–there was no way to withstand

shattered the edges with nothing

leaving Hans

Lawrence reached Birthright again?” Frank’s cultivation had been crippled before, but he

a genius, always

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