Quentin did a double take, surprised by Frank’s audacity.


    Still, he soon snorted coldly. “Dream on, boy! On this day, Fred Lawrence will fall, while Master Seth


    lives!”


    Frank was equally upromising. “Fine, then there’s nothing to talk about. You can get out of here


    now.”


    Quentin frowned as he growled coldly, “I didn’te to talk to you, boy! Tell Fred toe see me!”


    Fred wobbled out of Brock’s office just then. “I’m right here. What do you want to tell me?”


    “Let go of Master Seth and kill yourself, and Flying Sword Sect will not press the issue,” Quentin


    growled icily. “Do that, or your mother and sister will die with you!”


    Fred clenched his fist.


    He knew that was no threat–Flying Sword Sect could do that.


    Quentin could see his hesitation and promptly whipped out his phone to dial a number.


    It was soon answered, and he threw it to Fred. “Go on, boy. Talk to your mom.”


    Fred was absolutely stunned–they had his mother already?!


    “Mom? Are you there?” he called out.


    Carol was gulping on the other end. “Fred… What did you do?”


    “Mom? Where are you? Are you alright?”


    “I’m alright…” Carol said quietly. “All these people just came charging into our house, and they’re


    stopping us from leaving.”


    “They’re saying that they are from Flying Sword Sect,” Winter spoke up just then. “What’s going on


    here?”


    Fred panicked right then.


    He was ready to die, but he was not ready for trouble to befall his family!


    Still, he said, “It’s alright, Winter. It’s not that serious–I can handle this.”


    With that, he hung up and wheeled on Quentin as he bellowed, “What do you want?!”


    “I told you–release Master Seth and kill yourself,” Quentin shot back, poising himself with a sense of


    superiority amid Fred’s panic.


    Fred’s fingers were clenching on the handrail, but he knew he could not save his family in this


    state.


    Perhaps death was his only option…


    “Fine,” he said. “I’ll do it. I hope Flying Sword Sect will keep their promise-”


    “Stop,” Frank spoke just then, his eyes cold and murderous.


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    He could not tolerate Flying Sword Sect now–not after they had the gall to go after Winter!


    If they had so much asid a finger on her, he would wipe them all out!


    He pulled Seth out of Brock’s office right then and growled icily, “Tell you boys to leave Winter’s home,


    or I’ll kill him.”


    “Who do you think you are, threatening Flying Sword Sect?!” Quentin snapped furiously. “Let Master


    Seth go, and we may consider sparing the women–that, or you will all die!”


    “I’m saying it onest time! Tell your people to leave!” Frank bellowed in rage, his voice resounding


    over the lobby,


    Fred actually felt his ears hurt as he stood nearby, while Quentin was actually stunned.


    “What…” he blurted, surprised by Frank’s powerful vigor.


    However, he had no intention ofpromising–if anything, the more Frank cared about Winter and her


    mother, the more obvious it was that they could use them as leverage!


    If anything, they would be outmaneuvered if they backed down now!


    “If you want them released, you can do it first!” he snapped, determined.


    “Release this!” Frank bellowed and smacked Seth in the back with his palm!


    “Bleurgh!” Seth was coughing blood even as he was sent flying like a ball, crashing through the


    handrail as he flew!


    “Master Seth!” Quentin was stupefied–he had never expected Frank to go that far!


    He mastered all his vigor as he leapt forward to catch Seth!