Chapter 841
"Ned… I'll kill you… You—"
Ned punched Yed in the face even before Yed could finish threatening him, sending Yed slamming into the ground.
Yed's bodyguards rushed forward, ready to save him, only to see Frank shifting his weight between his legs.
"You can keep coming if you don't mind dying."
The bodyguards all paused right then in fear, caught in a dilemma as they watched Frank fold his arms before his chest.
That was when a mini tram bounded down the cobblestone path and a Janko retainer leapt out.
"M-Mr. Lawrence!" he cried. "Ciril Janko has gone amok—please, you have to help him!"
"Amok?" Frank frowned, his expression suddenly cool. "I was very clear about not touching him. Did you not follow my instructions?"
"W-We did…" the retainer paused awkwardly. "But we were distracted for a moment, and Hal climbed on top of Ciril, and…"
"Save it." Frank waved him off. "I get the idea. It was planned ahead anyway."
Frank then turned toward Yed, whom Ned had clobbered into a pulp a

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