Naturally, Vicky, Yara, and Cliff all thought Frank’s words were filled with conceit.

Cliff in particular gave him a kind warning. “You really shouldn’t underestimate Skyrank elites, Mr. Lawrence. The ones I’ve had the honor of meeting may be over fifty years old, but their might can shatter mountains. They are no longer your average martial artists at that point.” Frank simply chuckled in return. “Thanks for the tip.‘ In reality, Cliff would understand that the likes of Skyrank elites were beneath Frank if he had actually met Frank at his peak form.

Later, Vicky left the group and headed home alone after having a few words with them.

While Frank was supposedly her bodyguard, he basically never worked in that capacity for more than a few days.

Donald Salazar, his family, and Jaud White were waiting

returning, and Donald thought highly

arts earned him a

his hands clasped behind his back, he mused, “I wonder who’s going to win today–the Chandlers or the Turnbulls…” Jaud chuckled beside him. “It’d be best if they both lose, so we can wipe them out wholesale.” “Hah!” Donald laughed in conceit, perfectly confident in his son’s abilities. “I wouldn’t stoop that low–my son has just completed his

sweating buckets even now whenever she remembered the terror of being tormented by Frank. Moreover, the Larkin’s mansion was destroyed days ago, with Zeb

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