The ss doors of the clubhouse shattered as the Flying Sword Sect’s elites charged in, sword in


    hand.


    They quickly surrounded Frank and the others, while a delighted Jan shouted smugly at Frank, “It’s


    over for you, bastard! My daddy’s here!”


    “Fuck you.”


    Seeing that he was still running his mouth, Frank pped Jan across the face, sending two bleeding


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    teeth flying!


    Soon, the Flying Sword Sect apprentices cleared a path for Kuno, who stared at Frank, Vicky, and


    Yara, and then at his son who was on his knees.


    Knowing that his n to frame Frank failed, he decided that there was no reason for cloak–and -dagger


    stuff anymore.


    “Release my son, Frank,” he said calmly.


    He did not want to push Frank, as he knew the man was so crazy that he would kill anyone if pushed


    too far.


    However, Frank snorted in disdain. “Why would I do that? Your son tried to nder me.”


    “Really?” Kuno said, keeping his tone as amiable as possible. “Then I apologize on his behalf. Are you


    happy now? Let him go, and we can put everything behind us.”


    “Hahaha!” Frank shook his head,ughing. “Do you think I’m stupid? You brought over a hundred men,


    and you’re telling me you’ll put everything behind? Hell, your boys are gonna attack me as soon as I let


    your boy go!”


    Kuno rolled his eyes–Frank had the right idea.


    “Then what do you want?” he demanded.


    Frank chuckled. “Cripple your own cultivation, and I can consider sparing your son’s life.”


    “Dream on!” Kuno bellowed -he would never do that when he had the numerical advantage.


    Pointing at Frank threateningly, he shrieked, “Don’t think I’d be cowed just because you hold my son


    hostage! Once I give the order, you and the women behind you will die! My son’s life for three of yours?


    That’s plenty worth it in my book!”


    “What?!” Jan eximed in shock. “No, Dad! I’m your only son!”


    He wanted to beat Frank to a pulp, not sacrifice himself to get back at him!


    To make things worse, Frank shrugged nonchntly. “I guess you left me with no choice.”


    Despite his threat, Kuno refrained from giving the order, and they were all left at a stalemate…


    That was when Robert and his men arrived.


    However, he only brought forty martial elites–they were up against Flying Sword Sect, so it was


    pointless to bring people who could not fight.


    “Let’s hold it for a moment, gentleman. We’re all Riverton citizens, so let’s just talk about this


    Why the long faces?” Robertughed as soon as he strode in.


    Kuno nced at Robert’s faction, but there were just around forty of them–he would never win with


    those numbers.


    On the other hand, Yara breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Robert. “Dad, you’re finally here.”


    Vicky hurried to him as well, whispering, “Sir, it’s up to you to protect Frank now.”


    Robert nodded. “It’s alright, I’m here now.”


    Striding up between Kuno and Frank, he said amicably, “What happened here, Mr. Yaffe? Don’t you


    think you’re overreacting?”


    “What happened here?” Kuno snorted, his eyes fixed on Frank. “He killed my nephew and


    crippled my brother–hell, just look there: he just beat up my son. And you’re telling me I’m


    overreacting?”