Chapter 871
"Haha…"
Glen chuckled faintly and affably. "We are one of the Four Families of Morhen, after all. We'll spare no expense."
"Really? I don't see it." Frank sneered in turn.
"That's Frank Lawrence?"
Another group barged in the front gates just then, and it was none other than Zac himself leading them.
"I told you not to come." Glen frowned at him, then at Frida beside himself. "You told him about this place, didn't you?"
"I…"
Frida wanted to argue, but bigwigs like them were not that easily tricked.
She hung her head, admitting to her fault in silence.
On the other hand, Zac glanced at Frank. "Hah! So that's the mentor Abel Loggins spoke of? He's so young…"
Turning suspiciously toward Frida, he asked, "You're not lying to us, are you?"
"I'm not." Frida shook her head gingerly. "Mr. Lawrence… is unmatched in medicine."
"Hmph. Kid." Zac strode up at Frank, escorted by a large group of Turnbull family bodyguards with one Ascendant rank among them. "I don't care what your schtic

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