Drakon asked icily, "Did you bring what I''ve asked for?"


    Frank pulled out the two billion dors and the Rejuvenation Pill recipe from his pocket right then.


    "Right here."


    Drakon beckoned with his finger but was left watching as Frank slid both items back into his pocket and


    told him, "Release Vicky now."


    Drakon frowned. "Are you telling me what to do?"


    Robert snorted in contempt. "A deal is a deal, Drakon Szar. We''ve brought what you''ve asked for.


    Now, release your hostage."


    "Hahaha!!!" Drakonughed out loud. "And what gives you the right to negotiate?"


    Robert barked angrily, "I am ordering you as the governor of Riverton! You''ve justmitted a


    kidnapping?"


    "The governor of Riverton?" Drakon scoffed, rolling his eyes. "So what?"


    "What..." Robert almost suffered a stroke from Drakon''s dismissive reaction.


    He was a big deal in Riverton, but the brat waspletely disrespectful!


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    Not about to take that lying down, he leapt toward Drakon furiously, ready to straighten him out!


    Drakon simply remained behind his desk, not moving and only watching in apathy.


    That was when a silhouette leapt out, kicking Robert before he could react!


    All he felt was a fiery agony over his chest as he copsed to the floor with a thud.


    "Blergh!" Robert coughed blood even before he could snap at his assant.


    Frank was frowning at the ck-d silhouette in turn.


    It was a muscr man with a pale face, his gaze icy and his very presence murderous.


    "Who are you?" Robert eximed in shock just then, not expecting Drakon to keep someone that


    strong around.


    The ck d man replied coolly, "Taran Nihill of the South Sea."


    Robert was left perplexed—he had never been to the South Sea and was therefore unfamiliar with the


    martial elites over there.


    On the other hand, Bron was well traveled and had heard of the name. "As in the Nihill siblings, who


    are ced 98th of Skyrank?"


    The ck-d man chuckled. "I''m surprised anyone in Riverton has heard of us."


    "98th of Skyrank...?"


    Robert and Frida were stunned—even if the siblings had a modest cement in Skyrank, they would


    still not hold a candle to them!


    Frank narrowed his eyes, and soon found a woman standing behind Drakon. Herplexion was


    much better than Taran''s inparison, and she even looked normal despite dressing fully in ck as


    well.


    Given their matching outfits, she must be the sister.


    Bron unsheathed his de in turn and snorted. "Hmph—you''re both just traitors who trained in twisted


    martial arts. And now, you''re even joining the vile likes of the Szars. your father will be humiliated if


    this gets out."


    "And who do you think you are?!" Taran demanded. "Say your name, or I won''t even know who I''ve


    killed soon enough.


    "Bron Howard, chief of South Alp Sect," Bron replied calmly. "I haven''t reached Skyrank, but I do like to


    challenge one."


    "Then I shall grant your wish!" Taran charged at Bron with a cry, his dagger dancing with the grace of a


    butterfly.


    Bron moved right then as well, shooting forward as fast as lightning.


    ng!


    ng!


    ng!


    Sparks flew as metals shed, and both men exchanged over dozens of blows in no time at all!


    "S-So this is a battle between Skyranks?" Frida was gaping, her eyes simply unable to keep up with


    either man''s movements.


    Even Robert was left in awe too—their level was far beyond him!


    Despite being older, Bron was not the chief of South Alp Sect for nothing. His martial prowess was


    formidable, just as he was rich with experience.


    Soon, Taran was on the backfoot...