Chapter 831

That certainly made sense—a piece of shit like Ned would never encounter someone more impressive than Abel. If that young man was really as impressive as he bragged, why was he not famous? With that in mind, Yed stared at Frank from the back, sneering coldly. Eight million? More like poetic justice! If Frank never insulted him, Yed would have been content with giving the conman beating and throwing him out of his mansion. However, Frank's pompous attitude had thoroughly left Yed incensed—and no one insulted the Jankos and got away with it! - Soon, the Jankos were once again gathered in Ciril's bedroom. Frank strode up to Ciril, and with just a single look, shook his head and said, "Taut Snow Tree—one of Hundred Bane Sect's finest. The Yellow Shrive would only have kept Mr. Janko alive for a few days instead of clearing it completely." Abel frowned right then—could he have been mistaken? The way the kid identified the poison right away and without closer inspection… It was sim