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."

eyes flashed, and he suddenly shot forward like a lightning bolt without

"What?!"

disdain froze, caught

his arms to block Frank's oncoming

in just a split second, Frank switched his attack and spread his fingers, smacking the old man

"Kneel!"

out, the single strike left the old

horrified—Frank had to be the strongest man he had ever

by the neck and lifted him off the ground, his expression impassive as he demanded, "Where is Hubert

"I-I'll never tell you!"

Frank tapped his ribcage

and the old man felt as if his chest

saved lives, but he could use it for interrogations necessary. In fact, his methods would even beat

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