However, Frank was not pushover himself to be threatened by such a cheap move.


    Seeing that Kim was not budging, he folded his arms before his chest and said quietly, "Go ahead and


    yell. I''m fine with it."


    "I''ll do it!" Kim snapped tempestuously.


    Frank snorted. "Go on."


    "Help! Someone... Frank Lawrence... touched me! Help!!!"


    Not expecting this turn of events, Frank had to leap up and sp his hand over her mouth, feeling


    defeated just then. "Don''t you know no shame? Is this how you treat your guests, Ms. White?!"


    "I don''t care," Kim snapped, too indignant to be bothered. "I''ll keep yelling, and you''re not getting away


    once everyone hears me!"


    Kim appeared totally harmless, but she was certainly tough once she got stubborn.


    Exasperated, he invited her over to Riverton the next few days after he acquired the Goldeater Cane.


    It was only then that Kim left, while Frank was left speechless for an entire night.


    -


    Frank woke up early the next morning, practicing his usual return before heading out alone with the


    directions Kim gave yesterday.


    He was heading for the secluded Silver Spring Dojo, which was built deep within the mountains for


    some reason.


    It would appear they wanted to keep themselves free from the mundane and put their heart and soul


    into pursuing martial arts. Even so, they could not escape Sage Lake Sect, as the sect was using them


    as bait to lure Frank to a quiet ce.


    The road there was bumpy, and Frank''s car could not advance any further once he reached the


    mountain.


    He alighted and walked up the mountain, and he had just arrived at a thick bamboo forest when he


    heard the shing of metals.


    As dried leaves settled, he saw an elderly but spirited white-haired man fighting several ck-d


    assassins.


    "How dare you attack me! Where did you evene from?!" he bellowed.


    "Beat them up, Grandpa!"


    A young girl cheered on the old man as he fought.


    "Rising Boltsmacker!"


    The old man danced around the ck-d man, his palm technique vicious and leaving audible


    shockwaves in its wake.


    He would hit the ck-d men''s weapons, causing the metallic sound Frank heard before.


    Pow!


    The old man''s palm eventuallynded on one of the ck-d men''s shoulders. He reared his head as


    he coughed blood, before rolling over the ground and turning to flee.


    "We got the wrong man. Run!" he cried, and the other ck-d men turned to run as well.


    The old man was going to chase after them but stopped only at cursing them since he would be leaving


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    his granddaughter undefended.


    However, he turned to see Frank standing behind his granddaughter and bellowed, "Are you with


    them?!"


    His granddaughter flinched and turned to find that Frank had appeared behind her before she knew it.


    "Who are you?" she demanded, even pointing rudely at him fearlessly.


    "I''m Frank Lawrence, a nobody." Frank nodded politely, able to tell that both the old man and his


    granddaughter were trained outside a sect and were therefore not hostile.


    "Oh, you..."


    Seeing that Frank did not have any screws loose, the old man moved for a closer look and asked,


    "You''re joining the recruitment tourney too?"