Chapter 2685

"What's going on here?" Frank asked. "Could this be the assassin codenamed The Vulture? Well, he certainly arrived fast!" The Ghostly Six nodded. "He does call himself that, but he's not the image of an assassin we have in mind. He's really weak too—a small fry, in every sense of the word." Hearing them, the man on the floor bellowed, "Who are you calling a small fry?! I'm just unlucky to have run into Ascendant-ranked martial artists like you. "I'd win against anyone else… Yeah, you, pretty boy! I could tell right away you have nothing going for you—why don't you fight me?" The fact that the Vulture was not resigned to his fate, even challenging Frank, actually made everyone laugh. For his part, the Vulture still had no idea how powerful the pretty boy he thought to be incompetent was. Presuming they were scared, he smirked. "Just admit that you're going to lose anytime you like. To be fair, you've won anyway, so you could kill me right now… but if you do, you'd never defeat me.