There was still a week left before the finals of the Martial Tournament, which would be held in Morhen. Naturally, Frank was not nervous at all and even fell back to his old return of punctual training and rest.

He had also won public favor among Riverton martial artists after proposing that they be afforded one qualification berth.

His old friends Robert Quill and Gerald Simmons, who were the Riverton commissioner and the Riverton mayor respectively, even paid him a personal visit.

They were both righteously indignant that the Riverton Martial Alliance branch manager had been caught cheating but also grateful that Frank afforded their representatives some dignity.

Still, neither of them were aware of a dispute when he tried to ask them indirectly about the Zamri mayor and the Zamri commissioner-it was the first they had heard of it.

After seeing his guests off, Frank did not even have time to gather his thoughts when he got a call from Helen Lane.

"Frank... Hurry! I-I got into an accident! I ran into somebody!"

"What?!"

shocked by Helen's distressed tone over the

chairwoman of Lanecorp, Helen did not behave all high-and-mighty, as she would drive herself to work

an accident too-she

run

be right there!" Frank assured her over the phone and promptly picked up his jacket as he ran

though all he saw was a puddle of

and her creased

she turned to tell the

Frank was

"Apologies, sir."

or

"Your lover is suspected of driving under the influence.

"Wait, drunk driving?"

Helen in shock, and she shook her head repeatedly. "I swear I wasn't! That's basic safety-how could

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