"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."

the white-haired youth's leg

soon as he saw that, the white-haired youth

she was prepared for it and sent

as he crashed heavily into the ground, the white-haired youth felt

blankly at himself, mumbling, "No... That's impossible! How did my

"What's impossible about it?

white-haired youth

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

as a slave to

would not be

no doubt you don't fear death, and people like you

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

head repeatedly but was unable to appeal to

on

his

and he could not

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