Chapter 540

Clang! A black-clad man's machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang. "What?! Projecting your vigor… You're actually Birthright rank?!" The old man's jaw could drop from shock as he looked on. But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man's wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men's head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact. "I'm here to help, Mr. Lawrence!" Suddenly, there was a burst of wind as Burt Yorkman, wearing a ragged black suit, charged inside. He vaulted like a crane before assuming a tiger's pose, quickly dispatching two black-clad men. "Burt Yorkman! You traitor!" Quinn shrieked, shaking with rage when she saw Burt helping Frank. "Hah!" Burt snorted. "I've been serving at Sage Lake Sect's beck and call for years, but all of you kept me at arm's length as if I were a common thief! Frank Lawrence here has not only spared my life, but he actually taug