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    In fact, Frank could admit that he was caught off guard that a full-fledged Ascendant-ranked elite like Saul would literally stab him in the back. How despicable... and to think that Saul was his uncle!


    Thud.


    Even as he clutched his hip, Frank dropped on one knee as he wheeled on Saul, snapping, "Aren''t you a martial artist?! Don''t you have any honor?!"


    "Honor?"


    Saulughed maniacally. "That''s worth nothing to me at all! I''ll have plenty of that once I be the governor, and you''re in my way! I, Saul Quill, am destined to be the next governor!"


    Seeing that he had basically snapped, Frank growled through his teeth, "Is bing the governor that important to you?!"


    "Yes!"


    Saul bellowed in turn, "And I will do anything to seed my father!"


    "Oh, well..."


    Frank breathed a long sigh at that response and suddenly stood up crisply.


    "What?!"Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    Saul was left staring in disbelief as Frank stood up, as if unscathed. "No! That''s impossible!"


    "I''ll admit that you did hurt me, because I didn''t expect how despicable you could be."


    Frank shrugged, pulling out the dagger from his hip while handily taking an Ichor Pill.


    Then, focusing his pure vigor at his fingertips, he pressed around his wound to stop the bleeding.


    "I did hurt you...?!"


    Saul hung his head, murmuring nkly to himself, "The dagger is poisoned, but you''re immune?! Could you be Transcendent-ranked... no, wouldn''t stand a chance if you were..."


    "Shame."


    Frank shrugged. "I''m not actually Transcendent-ranked, but my physical body is."


    "What?!"


    Saul was left stupefied that did not make sense!


    The pure vigor of an Ascendant-ranked elite and the physical body of a Transcendent-ranked one?!


    He was left wondering just then if Frank was lying.


    However, Frank simply could not be bothered to stoop that low.


    He threw the dagger covered in purple poison on the ground and wheeled on Saul again. "Since you have no honor as a martial artist, then you don''t deserve my respect."


    UMS


    "W-What are you doing?!" Saul cried out in panic as he watched Frank slowly walk toward him.


    With his meridians half gone, he was really afraid that Frank would kill him!


    Nheless, Frank was not as petty as he thought.


    Still, Frank was no saint-he would only stop short of killing Saul because of his grandfather.


    Once he reached Saul, he stomped


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    Even as Saul screamed, Frank turned toward Saul''s other leg.


    Crack!


    Even Alba was left gasping in the distance upon hearing another audible crunch of bones.