Chapter 1914

Rok grinned as he sat down beside Frank, baring his yellowed teeth while his eyes narrowed threateningly. "Titus Lionheart sends his regards. He wishes you luck and hopes that you'll win the Martial Tournament." "Titus Lionheart?!" Frank's face fell—this geezer was a friend of the Lionhearts?! Now, it seemed that the geezer had orders from the Lionhearts to come to Zamri and confront Frank! Still, despite his initial shock, Frank quickly composed himself. If anything, he should not be surprised and should have anticipated that the Lionhearts would pick this moment to mess with him. As such, Frank chuckled coolly and replied, "I see. Well, thank him for me for his kind words… and for his Celestial Dew." The calm retort left Rok stunned, though his expression soon turned cool. "Making enemies of the Lionhearts? You're as good as dead, brat." "You don't have to worry about that." Frank shrugged. "So? Are you going to get to business here or what?" Rok blinked at his question but