More importantly, these rich and important figures of Zamri rarely took notice of what was happening in the scene of martial artists.

They really did not care about any of that, instead focusing all their attention on their businesses and influence, as well as Draconia's political scene. From their point of view, the so-called martial artists were no more than thugs who existed just beyond the jurisdiction of the authorities.

If only one of them tried to find out more about the scene of martial artists, their perception of Frank would not have been this shallow.

Either way, the presence of so many armed soldiers here was much more shocking to them than what they thought martial artists could do. After all, this meant that Frank was no mere thug-he was a thug with ties to the government!

Even these Zamri self-styled aristocrats no longer dared to belittle him now!

"F-Frank Lawrence, d-don't do anything... you... I didn't know you knew Governor Quill. I....."

Meanwhile, Geon was barely coherent.

His legs were shaking violently even as he stood before Frank, threatening to buckle and kneel before Frank.

it's just the two

he asked quietly,

whole body cringed

after hesitating for a long while, he looked up with a smile that could well be a sobbing face, stammering, "N-No

patience right now. Tell me who it is, and you'll

flashing coldly right then. "I'll make you wish you were dead. No, you'd be begging me to kill

"Eh?"

threat left

severed arm and the

he did not doubt

teeth and admitted,

confession. "And? Was it Titus? Or was it Simon, the head of

"I-I don't know..."

"They only sent a contact every time, even when they were introducing me to Carlo Group." Seeing that Geon was really spilling the beans, Frank pressed on. "And what's their goal?

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