Every person in the White family sobbed audibly once Jorg''s guild left, rejoicing from barely escaping


    the jaws of death.


    But who could have saved them?


    On the other hand, Eronpletely ignored Kim, even as she threw herself on his father''s lifeless body


    and wailed.


    He was staring nkly at Shane, who was talking into his phone stealthy as he hid behind a tree.


    He was wondering who had saved his family and just happened to remember Shane''s outburst just


    before he was chased out of White Hall.


    "Mr. White, my family rose to prominence in Southstream because we have backing. Sage Lake Sect


    may be powerful, but they aren''t invincible like you would think! You''ll regret your actions on this day!"


    Shane had merely said all that out of pure petty spite, but Eron took it for the truth.


    And now, he dropped on all fours, grasping Shane''s trousers as he kowtowed repeatedly, crying,


    "Thank you so much, Mr. Tomen! You''ve saved my family... you must have called your father to stop


    Jorg, right? We will forever remember this life debt—I didn''t deserve this for mocking you before! My


    life is forfeited!"


    "Huh." Shane was holding his phone, staring nkly at Eron.


    He was almost wetting his pants when he got caught in the whole ordeal. While the ck-d men


    were not watching, he called his father, begging for his father to save him.


    Naturally, his father did not have the connections or power to bail him out from a blood knight like Jorg,


    and he was flustered himself at the moment.


    On the other hand, when Shane saw that circumstances had changed, he promptly hung up.


    He nced at Kim, whose clothes were still in pieces, his eyes shing with yearning lust.


    "Oh, you don''t have to worry about it. Just arrange for marriage between me and Kim if you really want


    to thank me," he said, puffing his chest proudly.


    Eron nodded repeatedly. "Our family is indebted to you. It''s Kim''s good fortune that you''re interested in


    her."


    Meanwhile, Frank was driving straight to White Hall, though he had three passengers this time.


    Naturally, Burt was riding shotgun after Frank tended to him, stopping his injuries from deteriorating.


    Aion and his granddaughter, both of whom were exhausted, were in the back seat.


    Along the way, Aion''s granddaughter introduced herself to Frank as Mona Fairfax, adding flirtatiously,


    "You can call me anything you like."


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    She was Frank''s diehard fan now, giving him the Goldeater Cane that they had found behind Silver


    Spring Dojo without any qualms.


    Naturally, Aion was left scowling at Mona for giving away such treasure freely, but she did not care.


    On the other hand, Frank was in a much better mood now with the Goldeater Cane. After all, he was


    just one Elemental Wonder away from recovering his peak form.


    Still, when he returned to White Hall, he found the servants carrying a mattress out of the house—a


    sign that someone important in the family had died.


    His heart skipped a beat, but he carried Burt through the front door.


    There, he immediately saw the servants working busily everywhere and Eron with a clear fawning look.


    "Eron White!" Frank bellowed, glowering as soon as he saw him.


    "F-Frank Lawrence?!" Eron was left dumbfounded to see him return. "Y-You''re not dead?!"


    His reaction left Frank chuckling coolly as thetter strode up and seized him by the cor. "Sage Lake


    Sect was never enough to kill me. Now, tell me what happened here and where Aria is!"