"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."

white-haired youth's leg

he saw that, the

prepared for it and sent him flying with

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

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

chuckled. "What's impossible about

youth suddenly could

was a blur—he could only

as a slave to a third-world country

not be

you don't fear death,

"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

repeatedly but was unable to appeal to Frank's conscience, even as he laughed

never depended on

because his methods inspired

youth had met someone like Frank, and he could not wrap his head around it, as if the world was crashing down around

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