Chapter 2901

Torrent did a double take. "Really? And what makes you think I mean to do harm?" "Your voice." Frank smirked. "I can tell that you're scum who doesn't care about human lives." "Then your hunches are awfully precise." Torrent narrowed his eyes, chuckling coolly. "It was by my design that Ghost reached the level he is today. After all, I'm keen to observe if absorbing physical flesh increases one's spiritual energies. "But as it turns out, he's defective—a piece of shit." "That's the spirit." Frank chuckled, snapping his fingers. "Cherish your last moments. I'll find you soon enough." "And I'll be waiting." And with those words, he hung up. On the other hand, Frank was pensive. Ichor? Cultivators? That was certainly an interesting conversation! - Meanwhile, in the private room of a nightclub in Horton, a lanky man was lying in bed and smoking a cigarette as he answered his phone. "Yeah… A hit? On who? Frank Lawrence… East City? Okay, got it." As he hung up, he glanced at the