MainNovelZark stayed silent-truth be told, he was not all that close with Frank.
He would be doing everyone a favor if he helped, but it was a right if he did not-Zark would never try to appeal to his emotion. The guests looked on, their malice growing despite their cowardice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter all, they could not afford to let anyone hear about this.
And seeing that Frank had incapacitated the Ghostly Six, they were getting restless...
That was when Frank growled, "What do you think you're doing? You're all representatives of legitimate clans and sects-the humiliation from defeat is temporary, but the humiliation from blindsiding a harmless opponent is forever!" The guests all froze instantly, afraid to take another step.
They would naturally like to argue against Frank, but might makes right, and they would never measure up to Frank's might. The Ghostly Six noticed what the guests were up to as well and smirked instead of getting upset.
"We already know what you people are like. Guess following your instincts exposed you!" "Remember as long as we live, we'll make life difficult for you, and you're always wee toe after us for revenge!" Once again, the guests were silent.
"Argh!!!" That was when Thalos and his son Haran cried out, looking around in panic even as they regained consciousness. Zark promptly snapped at them, "Calm down. The Ghostly Six isn't trying to kill you!" However, neither Thalos nor Haran believed that as they started fearfully at the Ghostly Six, scrambling to their feet to flee. "We apologize for humiliating you. I'm sure if it wasn't for this gentleman, none of us would have realized our mistake." After fighting Frank, the Ghostly Six truly understood that they had been obstinate in their campaign to challenge the world. Whether they were right or wrong, the only consequence of that was the intolerance of everyone else.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What? Are you suggesting that this pretty boy beat you?" Thalos and Haran traded glances-an unassuming youth like Frank, beating the might of the Ghostly Six? "Don't tellhe bribed you?" That was the only explanation Haran coulde up with, that the Ghostly Six were hired by Frank to make himself look good, which was why they staged a show with all the bigwigs present. Naturally, Zark was livid. "Watch your mouth, Haran Cumur. Do you think everyone doesn't care about reputation like you? I'll give it to you straight-this man is the legendary chief of Mystic Sky Guild. Is that enough to prove his strength?" "You're kidding!" Thalos shook his head, skeptical.
"You've really changed, Zark—can any of us believe you now?" Haran snapped bluntly.
One of the guests-clearly intent on adding fuel to the fire, goaded, "Haran Cumur! Since you don't believe Zark, why don't you fight that man?" Haran smirked. "Save your goading. He isn't strong, but his physique is top notch. I don't stand a chance now that I'm hurt!" The guests laughed. "Well, that's easy. Your injuries aren't that terrible, so why don't we heal you and your father before you challenge him?" "Sounds good!" Haran nodded without hesitation.
The guests were all laughing themselves silly and started toward the two of them.
Frank growled coolly, "You'd best be sure about this. You have no idea what just happened!"
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