Frank was now prepared to groom his own faction.

And for that undertaking, the security officers from the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department were a readymade resource, as most were fine potential for martial artists. They just did not have any proper instructors yet.

Hence, in one swift stroke, Frank divided them into two.

Security officers who were still working shifts at Lanecorp Tower would hence remain as part of the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department.

As for those chosen and extracted from the department, they would come under a new outfit called...

"Mystic Sky Guild!" Frank announced.

Nonetheless, the name immediately incurred the dissatisfaction of many of the boys.

Tidus Simmons was among them, complaining about how it did not sound intimidating.

"Mystic Sky Guild just sounds so... uninspiring. What about Blood Dragon Gang?" "Nah, Dragon Fangs sound better!"

"Wait, we're a gang in Zamri. And the Zamrians have a nice ring to it!"

"How about The Boners?"

"Just fuck off..."

Health and Safety Department, filled to the brim with

Scarface Tucker, Peter Lane, and

it's decided-we

the table as he had his final small. "The names you've suggested are too gangster. Anyone would feel the ominous vibe instantly, and they'd take

as I lead you to new heights, even rising as

Mystic Sky Sect. And you're all my apprentices

bar was silent

instead of his previous

mean, Master Lawrence. We're just grunts working for

misfits to rise as equals of the South Sea Four? Aren't you giving us too

only shaping up because thug life is

handful of us can

laughing at their sudden demotivation and snapped, "Well, you'd better get your head in the game starting

you'll make it big! You'll all become individuals who

starting now,

continued loudly, pointing at Madfist beside him, "He's now your godfather and will be in charge of your training! So do as you're told, and work hard

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