"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."

youth's

saw that, the white-haired youth

for it and sent him flying

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

"No... That's impossible! How did my speed disappear?! I was born with

"What's impossible about

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

a blur—he could only

he were really sold as a slave to a

be able to

there's no doubt you don't fear death, and

chuckled. "But what you didn't know is that there are plenty of punishments tailored for people like you too. Even if it wasn't the original intention, it

white-haired youth shook his head repeatedly but was unable to

end, success never depended on luck. Frank was

his

had met someone like Frank, and he

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