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?!"

was left shocked by Helen's distressed tone

not behave all high-and-mighty, as she would drive herself

would get caught in an accident too-she was always about

she run her

are-I'll be right there!" Frank assured her over the phone and promptly picked up his jacket as he

he saw was a puddle of blood, and

and her

his arm, she turned to tell the officers, "This is my husband. He can be my

Frank was

"Apologies, sir."

officers clearly did not recognize Frank or Helen, although she was

lover is suspected of driving under the influence. We therefore require you

"Wait, drunk driving?"

turned toward Helen in shock, and she shook her head repeatedly. "I swear I

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