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    And after bing the Hoxtonmissioner, Phoenix''s fiance would in turn repay the favor by offering Cloudnine Sect conveniences and goodies. To be honest, Phoenix and her fiance''s rtionship was built entirely on Cloudnine Sect''s interest, with no personal sentiment involved.


    And yet, today, Phoenix felt her heart fluttering for the first time—and not just because of Frank''s position or for the fact that he had fought to give Phoenix a Martial Alliance''s rmendation for her sake...


    He was just so mysterious and enthralling that she felt an urgent need to find out what he was really like and what he wanted.


    Moreover, Frank was most likely interested in her, what with how nice he was to her.


    As Phoenix''s heart pounded, she was afraid to look him in the eye.


    "Does she have a few screws loose?"


    On the other hand, Frank was smiling but also wondering if Phoenix was just being strange.


    She was pensive one moment and peeking at him the next, so he really had no idea what she wanted.


    But either way, his task wasplete. "In that case, you don''t have to queue with the other martial artists now, Ms. Ardron." "What? Oh, right." Phoenix appeared restless as she stared at Frank''s smile.


    Frank then continued, "I hope you won''t be as rude as you were today. Every martial artist starts out as a vigor wielder, after all." "Yeah... I know," Phoenix replied, hanging her head and docile, leaving the crowd watching pursing their lips.


    Was she really that... tame?


    "Alright, then I shall excuse myself." Frank waved at Phoenix as the crowd cleared a path for him to leave. Phoenix watched him leave in shock-and here she was waiting for him to trade contact methods!


    But he was just leaving?


    Phoenix was left stumped, really unable to fathom what the man was ying at.


    He got her the Martial Alliance''s rmendation, but he was now leaving without saying anything?


    "Oh, right!"


    Suddenly, Frank smacked himself on the forehead as he turned around.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    And seeing him turn back, Phoenix puffed her chest in delight. "Hehe. Guess he eventually remembered."


    She was confident in her looks and


    figure, especially in the


    ne


    body-hugging dress she wore today that entuated her figure with charm.


    But while she presumed Frank was going to exchange contact numbers with her, he instead whipped out a note with his bank ount number written on it.


    "Just deposit one billion here," he said and turned to leave without looking back.


    "Eh?"


    Phoenix was once again staring at Frank as he left as if stupefied, even as a ridiculous thought urred to her.


    Could he actually have no interest in her and really be in it for the money?


    Meanwhile, the bodyguard whose hand Frank crushed was staring nkly at Phoenix.


    Then, his eyes shed viciously as he whipped out his phone, quietly typing and sending a text...


    "That''s what I''m telling you-you''re


    not getting a rmendation.


    if you want to advance,ave to


    your brain."


    The next day, Frank called Scarface and told him about what happened to his Martial Alliance''s rmendation.