"Quinn Ocean?! You''re alive?!"


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    Donald stared at Quinn in disbelief, more shocked to see her than Frank!


    "Sorry to disappoint you, but I''m alive and kicking!" Quinnughed icily as her brow creased, and she


    bellowed, "You killed my father and forced me off a cliff. And now, you shall pay!"


    Even as Quinn leapt toward him, sword in hand, Donald was clenching his jaw so hard his teeth could


    break.


    "Fucking mooks! All of them!" he growled.


    It was now obvious why his men never found Quinn''s corpse!


    However, he was not about to just roll over and die—he promptly overturned the table and quickly leapt


    backward to draw the sword hung on the wall. After everything was said and done, he was still a vigor


    wielder!


    Still, Quinn was an unstoppable entity of rage, slicing through the table and shing swords with


    Donald!


    On the other hand, Frank slowly strode inside and immediately saw the man sitting limply on the floor.


    "Hmm? What are you doing here, Eron?"


    "I, I..." Eron kept trying but could not muster a full sentence at all.


    "Wait, what''s this?" Frank saw the written pledges on the floor and picked them up.


    "Give them back!" Eron suddenly screamed, finding strength out of nowhere—he was well aware that


    those pledges must never see the light of day and leapt madly at Frank.


    "Buzz off!" Frank sidestepped him, leaving Eron catching nothing but air as he tumbled face-first to the


    floor.


    Knowing that the papers were very important to Eron given how obsessed he was, Frank had even less


    reason to return them.


    "Let me see." he murmured as he scanned through the papers, and his expression was suddenly cold


    — even murderous—when he was done.


    Frank breathed a sigh, his dark aura spilling out slightly as he leveled an impassive look at Eron. "I''ve


    really underestimated you, huh?"


    Eron''s face turned pale, unable to muster a single word as Frank put away the pledges, his eyes


    shing with endless disdain. "I''ll hand this over to your daughter. I''m sure she''s keen to find out what


    his father would do just to be restored as the head of the family."


    The man would have his own daughter marry a 50-year-old geezer!


    "Give it back!" Eron shrieked. "T-That''s my family''s business! A nobody like you has no business


    meddling!"


    Smack!


    Watching as Eron lunged at him again, Frank pped him across the face with the back of his palm.


    He struck Eron so hard that Eron almost fainted as he looked at Eron like refuse, shaking his head in


    disdain. "Actually, I do—I''m Kim''s friend."


    While Eron was left immobile, Quinn''s fight was nearing its end.


    Though her abilities had diminished due to her injuries, Frank''s Needles of Nine Animus mostly healed


    her.


    And even if she used to be Birthright rank and lost her cultivation, she still had her swordcraft.


    Moreover, she fought like she was ready to die, forcing Donald on the backfoot.


    ng!


    Sparks shot away from their swords, and the impact sent Donald mming violently into the wall


    behind him.


    However, he was not packing even though he was clearly vulnerable.


    In fact, he was smiling savagely as he watched Quinn keep charging at him relentlessly.


    "Hmm...?" Frank could sense danger even as he stood in the distance.