"That's right. I don't die that easily!"

A voice boomed, and a towering figure opened the thirty-foot tall doors of the memorial hall as he strode in. Naturally, it was none other than Frank, who had rushed to the memorial hall from the slums of South Zamri. "Huh?!" "What?!"

Everyone watched in astonishment as Frank strode down the center of the hall toward the crystal casket at the center.

His cheeks were flushed, his expression nonchalant. He definitely looked sharp in his suit on top of that-a far cry from his miserable self just a few days ago. Smirking, he strode atop the crystal coffin with a faint smile as he looked around at the guests gaping at him.

"H-He's not dead?!"

"Is he starting an uprising here?!"

"The insolence!"

His pompousness certainly left the hall in an uproar.

only was he alive, but he strode into the memorial hall while everyone looked, even standing on top of the crystal

was the most shocked to see Frank alive and kicking. "That brat is

if to pierce Frank with

days, and Stanley had even made a

Elder Fango's face just then certainly did not befit the usual haughty

his seat too, glaring at Frank in disbelief before turning and

death pill would have

even an Ascendant-ranked elite, not to mention that it was an ancient recipe that had been passed down directly between members of

one less death pill

even after three days, Frank remained perfectly fine, leaving both Stanley and Elder

would I be dead when you're

his feet all over the

"You. Come."

USB stick while asking calmly,

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