Chapter 411

Naturally, Vicky, Yara, and Cliff all thought Frank’s words were filled with conceit.

Cliff in particular gave him a kind warning. “You really shouldn’t underestimate Skyrank elites, Mr.

Lawrence. The ones I’ve had the honor of meeting may be over fifty years old, but their might can shatter mountains. They are no longer your average martial artists at that point.”

Frank simply chuckled in return. “Thanks for the tip.‘

In reality, Cliff would understand that the likes of Skyrank elites were beneath Frank if he had actually met Frank at his peak form.

Later, Vicky left the group and headed home alone after having a few words with them.

While Frank was supposedly her bodyguard, he basically never worked in that capacity for more than a few days.

Meanwhile, at the Riverton International Airport, Donald Salazar, his family, and Jaud White were waiting at the checkpoint for a while.

Today, his eldest son was returning, and Donald thought highly of him as his heir.

Drakon Salazar had furthered his studies at eighteen. Moreover, his accomplishment in martial arts earned him a place at Sage Lake Sect, a foreign sect where he became the senior apprentice.

Still, as Donald stood with his hands clasped behind his back, he mused, “I wonder who’s going to win today–the Chandlers or the Turnbulls…”

Jaud chuckled beside him. “It’d be best if they both lose, so we can wipe them out wholesale.”

“Hah!” Donald laughed in conceit, perfectly confident in his son’s abilities. “I wouldn’t stoop that low–my son has just completed his apprenticeship, and we will take Riverton with his strength alone. Not even the Chandlers and Turnbulls combined can stand against us!”

Jaud nodded in turn. “Certainly—Drakon would definitely rise to prominence soon enough. If anything, a place like Riverton is too small for him!”

Viola was growling through her teeth right then, “I’ll have Frank captured alive. He’d wish he were dead!”

She was sweating buckets even now whenever she remembered the terror of being tormented by Frank. Moreover, the Larkin’s mansion was destroyed days ago, with Zeb Larkin gone without a trace.

She was not about to take that insult lying down!

“Don’t worry,” Donald assured her. “I won’t spare him or the Turnbulls.”

Soon, Drakon’s flight landed, and the handsome youth himself soon showed up wearing shades. He was the very picture of success with a pretty woman in his arms, turning many heads as they passed. /

With her jet–black hair spread loosely over her shoulders, the woman was as charming as her figure was stunning. The side slit on her dress kept her long legs vaguely visible.

Donald was laughing when he saw Drakon.

“Welcome back, son,” he said, then asked in curiosity as he noticed the woman with him, And you are…?”

Drakon smiled, “Ah, slipped my mind. This is Quinn Ocean, my girlfriend and the daughter of an elder of Sage Lake Sect. We’ve been helping each other as we rose through the ranks over the years, and we were hoping you’d agree to our engagement.”

Quinn greeted Donald politely in turn. “Hello, Mr. Salazar. Please accept this.”