Frank mused to himself even as he held Quinn''s searing gaze, but he eventually shook his head.


    "It''s probably toote. I don''t think anyone can reason with Maron Ocean, and Sage Lake Sect wouldn''t


    change their mind even if you returned."


    Pausing, he then continued, "Moreover, you''re worth nothing to the Sage Lake Sect after your father''s


    death. Instead of retaliating against the Szar''s like you said, Maron would just have me killed to get


    more out of this."


    Frank''s dissection left Quinn''s face paling in despair.


    After all, she knew that everything Frank said was right.


    As soon as Bocek''s meridian nexus was destroyed, he and Quinn knew that there was no longer any


    ce for them in Sage Lake Sake.


    They wanted to return just to gather their allies and use their reputation to reim whatever fortune


    they had before they left.


    Now that Bocek was dead, any influence he had had gone up in smoke.


    It was pointless even if Quinn returned now—no one would listen to her, and she might even be


    eliminated at worst.


    After all, what purpose would a woman who had no cultivation and influence serve for Sage Lake Sect


    inparison to an influential family like the Szars?


    "T-Then what should I do?" Quinn sobbed, her voice shaking.


    Frank breathed a long sigh as he looked at her. "Just stay here and focus on getting better. You''re now


    not involved with Sage Lake Sect. I''ll go to see them tomorrow, and things would be fine if they listen to


    me... If they don''t, I''d just have to kill them all."


    He then turned to leave but paused without looking back as he told her, "By the way, I''ve healed your


    meridian nexus. Just rest, and you''ll be in fighting form again soon."


    And with that, he left without a nce behind.


    "T-Th..."


    Quinn wanted to thank him, but her words stayed stuck in her throat, and it was difficult to breathe them


    out.


    If not for Drakon Szar and his family, she would never have been Frank''s enemy.


    Likewise, it was her greed that led to her father''s death.


    Endless hatred welled up in Quinn''s heart, but she soon forced herself to look up as she made up her


    mind.


    Early next morning, Frank left White Court Hotel where he had been lodging, since it was close to Flora


    Hall.


    As he took his Maybach out of the parking lot, he suddenly found a woman standing at the exit,


    wrapped in a nket.


    Naturally, it was Quinn.


    "What do you want?" Frank frowned at her as he wound down the window.


    "I''ming with you to Sage Lake Sect," she said, her visage determined.


    With that, she simply stood in front of Frank''s car, her actions proving her resolve.


    Still, Frank shook his head. "Did you forget what I said? There''s no point in you following me. You''d just


    get killed for no reason."


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    "That''s fine by me." Quinn remained impassive.


    "You''re thoroughly hurt. You''d just burden me," Frank added.