Frank strode forward, his eyes narrowing threateningly.


    "N-No."


    Jaud started sweating all over his brow, having long since given up on the idea of fighting Frank


    directly.


    And now that he saw Frank, his first thought was to run—the further away, the better!


    "Damn it! Didn''t Chaz Graves promise to bring in the Lionhearts and kill that son of a bitch?! That''s so


    long ago, but here he is, still alive and kicking!"


    Even as Jaud cursed inwardly, he was shing a smile that could well be a scowl. "Oh, hello, Mr.


    Lawrence! Long time no see..."


    Frank continued forward, his dark aura bursting. "Long time no see, huh? I guess that''s true, since I still


    haven''t settled things with the Szars."


    "Oh, no, no, no." Jaud quickly threw up his hands, quickly hatching a n. "Come on, Mr. Lawrence!


    Ever since his son''s death, Donald Szar has been repentant. He''s even attending church and told


    me not to get you upset and all that."


    "Really?"


    Frank chuckled coolly. "Thest time I ran into him was at Henry Lane''s funeral, but he was shooting


    me dirty looks and told me to appreciate what little time I have left."


    "Fuck!" Jaud hated Donald to the bone right then—did he have too much free time? Why did he have to


    provoke Frank?!


    Still, Jaud chuckled awkwardly. "Oh, Mr. Lawrence. This isn''t your fight anyway, right? We''re just having


    an issue with Kurt Stinson''s gang, and we could pay you twice more to look the other way. How about


    that?"


    "How about no?" Frank shook his head. "I''m not about to let you leave now that I''ve seen you."


    "Fuck!" Jaud finally had enough and snapped angrily, "Don''t push me, Frank Lawrence! Even saints


    have their limits—everyone will suffer if you push me too far!"


    "Really? Then show me what you''ve got."


    "Die!" Jaud suddenly yelled.


    Be it his pleas or his outburst—it was all to hide his ambush.


    It would have been fine if Frank knew his ce and left, but he kept closing in.


    Jaud had no choice but to use his trump card ahead of schedule.


    Suddenly, a daggerced with purple poison shot toward Frank from the back.


    "Oh, so that''s your move?" Frank snorted as he pivoted and kicked the dagger.


    "Hah!"


    As Frank turned, Jaud grabbed a fistful of ck powder and threw it at him from up close,ughing,


    "That poison is apoundbining the essence of over a dozen children and South Sea''s toxic


    seaweed! Even a Skyrank elite would die in agony with just a pinch!"


    "Hmph." Frank simply snorted again, his eyes shing coldly.


    The essence of a dozen children? The old timer really had no end of evil gimmicks.


    To think that Jaud was so utterly depraved... He must die today!


    With that in mind, he moved to counter, his fists cracking in the air as his vigor purified and shot


    through the air. It pierced the burst of powder and struck Jaud, while his feet danced and leapt around


    the puff of poison powder.


    "What?!"


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