Later.

"Here's Room 106. You can stay here."

After getting Kiki settled in his mansion, Frank mused to himself before striding outside.

A limousine slowly emerged out of the dark road, stopping in front of him.

Frank stood there and sighed. "It seems that Hubert Sorano is really bent on dying.”

"Brat, did you think you could come out unscathed after challenging the Soranos?!" an elderly black-clad man with a gray beard bellowed as he alighted, glaring at Frank haughtily. "You'll pay for your impudence!”

"And you'll pay for your ignorance," Frank calmly retorted.

The old man glowered but soon laughed. "Some weaning brat like you threatening me? Who do you think you are?"

"Funny. I could say the same, geezer."

like a lightning bolt without a word, reappearing right in

"What?!"

glare of disdain froze, caught in

arms to

and spread his fingers, smacking the

"Kneel!"

it shot out, the single strike left the old man coughing

man was horrified—Frank had to be the

had grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground, his expression impassive as he

"I-I'll never tell you!"

tapped his ribcage acupoint, shutting his respiratory

his median furrow acupoint, and the old man felt as if his chest was on fire,

medical knowledge saved lives, but he could use it for interrogations necessary. In fact, his methods

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