Frank sighed in exasperation. "Having more isn't the issue—the issue is your opinion. It's clear following me around wasn't your plan."

Drea nodded, understanding what Frank was getting at. "You could have said so earlier, but I understand now. Don't worry, I won't think that you're exploiting a vulnerable woman!'

Frank ignored her and called Jada, telling her to turn back.

Soon, a taxi came bounding down the road.

However, Drea noticed something strange from her point of view-there was no driver!

"Is your friend a ghost? Such theatrics!"

Just as she finished, the taxi suddenly shot straight toward Drea.

She reacted instinctively, launching countless popsicles, but could not stop it!

But just before it struck her, Frank was suddenly in front of her and launched a punch at the taxi.

Crash!

and steel scraps shooting

"Why would you

he had principles. In fact, he was plenty patient with good

his left hand. "You're getting

thin air and pulling

Drea could barely catch up to what was going

left on the floor was seething,

simply could not

showed up, I knew just wasn't the one I rode

looking

down in front of the white-haired middle-aged man. "Go

but

"It's just a difference in skill. Kill

it as if we're

silent

asked coolly, "Shouldn't you at least give your name before you die? Otherwise,

white-haired man thought about it, and replied, "My name is

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