As Glen reared his chin at Frank hostilely, Titus strode up.

"Wait, Mr. Turnbull.” He chuckled coolly. "Frank Lawrence can wait, now that Professor Roberts has seen how pointless Draconia traditional medicine is. Time to show Mr. Lawrence what proper experts can do—it won't be too late to kill him after.”

That was exactly what he wanted—to beat Frank physically and psychologically, just to wipe that smug grin off his face and make him kneel before him.

"Are you done talking?" Professor Roberts asked, already impatient.

"Yeah." Glen nodded. "Please help my father.”

isn't making excuses for his

did nothing else, since Glen would not go against Titus when he

green tube from a cold storage case, he inserted it into a syringe while saying, "Thanks to the medical records the hospital provided, I've prepared

the wrist. "If only I was allowed to work sooner, the patient would be spared much pain... This would take

Frank, he shook his head and snorted. "Thank you, young man—you only proved that Draconian traditional medicine is a scam, and I should never believe any of you charlatans.” His

admit, Mr. Lawrence—Draconian traditional medicine is all just cheap tricks to deceive fools. But the Four Families

at Frank in disgust. "Look in the mirror—who do you think

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