"The nail that sticks out gets hammered! I'm sure you'd die horribly soon enough!"

The white-haired youth's futile efforts at threatening Frank only made him smirk.

"What's it to you, even if I or Drunken Moon died? She still won't be interested."

The white-haired youth snorted, but soon sighed. "Fine, do it!"

Drunken Moon wagged her finger at him. "Why should we make it quick? He's actually right—death is a reward for people like you.

"That's why I'll treat your leg and sell you as a slave to some third-world country.

Trust me, it's not just the ladies who are popular there—they like a pretty boy too."

The white-haired youth smirked. "Quit trying to scare me. Do you think that

crippling my cultivation would stop me from talking? As long as you don't, I'll find a way to free myself. Let's see what you can do then!"

That was when Frank butted in. "Actually, I do have a solution."

a thought, the white-haired youth's leg was as

saw that, the white-haired youth promptly dashed toward

it and sent him flying with

heavily into the ground, the white-haired youth felt himself dying

himself, mumbling, "No... That's impossible! How did my speed disappear?! I was

impossible

fingers, and the white-haired youth suddenly could not open his

vision was a blur—he could only see Frank, but not where

were really sold as a slave to a

would not be able to

doubt you don't fear death, and people like you

for people like you too. Even if it wasn't the original intention, it works

to

end, success never depended on luck. Frank was able to

his methods

and he could not wrap his head

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