Winter grumpily sat down beside Frank after he explained himself, and she folded her arms before her chest as she waited to see who the arriving beauty was. "Greetings, Mr. Lawrence."

A lady dressed primly in a conservative dress entered, greeting Frank with a brow.

Frank zoned out a little-her face was gorgeous, her mannerisms were mild and elegant, and there was a birthmark on her face that altogether made her appear picturesque.

On top of her soft appearance, no man could tear their eyes away from her pronounced cleavage.

"Wow... you're so beautiful..."

Even Winter was gaping and gasping in awe despite her jealousy earlier.

"Hehe. Thank you." The woman nodded before turning toward Frank. "Mr. Lawrence, I'm Sienna Noirot, second elder of the Hall of Flowers, a denomination of Cloudnine Sect. Having heard of your recent feats, I've come to visit and witness your splendor."

"Cloudnine Sect?"

Frank searched his mind, and quickly remembered-were they not one of the major sects in the South Sea and a supporter of the Sorano family?

on earth were they

his eyes, he asked evenly, "To what do

hospitality and

have come to

"My intentions?" Frank frowned.

shifts. Every faction and family across the land will be competing to gather individuals with potential, and you are the potential

"Heh..."

and asked in return, "If you're from Cloudnine Sect, you'd be

to be. Forgive me for not divulging our most well kept secret, but I can tell you this much-not everything is as they seem in Draconia. The sects, the political figures, the military, even foreign powers... everything hangs together by a threat, and it's never as simple as you'd like

dismissively. "So? What do I get

the major factions

what do I have to

and it was such an enchanting smile that

"The spiritron vein."

ever so slightly without actually speaking, her

the

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