Frank nodded. "Indeed I am."

The old man clicked his tongue in turn. "What a mess, allowing all sorts to join this party.”

Still, he could read through Frank's spirited gaze to tell that he was one who could hold his own,through his spirited eyes alone. He might even be an elite in wielding vigor.

However, judging from the old man's black-clad assailants from earlier, Silver Spring Dojo'srecruitment tourney was not just a tourney—Birthright rank elites might even show up in droves.

A young man like Frank would die before seeing what hit him without any sort of protection.Clicking his tongue, the old man raised a hand to stop Frank. "Mr. Lawrence, I suggest you return towhere you came from—you could see that I was attacked just because I was heading to SilverSpring Dojo. Would you be able to stop them in my place?"

Before Frank could answer, the old man's granddaughter giggled. "Sir, you have the looks, so don'tdie here senselessly. Listen to my grandfather and go!"

Frank was not actually annoyed despite being belittled by grandfather and granddaughter, evensmiling. "Actually, this whole tourney was a trap in the first place, and it's meant for me. From whereI'm standing, you should both be leaving!"

"Hey!" The old man's granddaughter stood akimbo, clearly disgruntled. "How'd you know thetourney was a trap, and who the hell are you? Who would anyone bother to go through suchlengths for you?"

The old man narrowed his eyes in turn, stroking his beardly as he said, "Mr. Lawrence, you're sayingyou're aware this is a trap meant for you... Then why are you walking right into it?"

"They have something I want. Forgive me for not elaborating on the rest,” Frank said and nodded atthe two again before striding past them, heading further into the first.

"Hey! Honestly, how could someone be so full of himself, Grandpa?!" The old man’s granddaughterhuffed even as she turned toward the old man.

The old man, however, was staring fixedly and thoughtfully in the direction where Frank was leaving.Soon, he said, "Come, we're going after him.”

"What?! Are you really buying into his crap?!"

The mountain's forest was actually a long stretch of land, but the scenery was picturesque and thewaters clear.

As the trio traveled together, the old man kept trying to probe Frank, intent on replaceing out hishistory.

Frank, however, only mentioned that he was from Riverton and nothing else.

On the other hand, the old man's granddaughter had different ideas

"Why don't you take up tutelage under my grandfather?" she suggested earnestly. "You'll learn athing or two, and at least you won't get killed if you start boasting again.”

Frank simply smiled but said nothing, which left her further annoyed. "Hmph! Looking a gift horse inthe mouth!"

Soon, they were standing at a quiet clearing, looking out at the gates of Silver Spring Dojo.

The dojo's surroundings were serene, but it lacked people and could well just be a part of thescenery.

"Hahaha! You fell for our trap, Frank Lawrence!"

A familiar shrill laughter greeted Frank just as they stepped through the front gates, and the gatesshut behind them on their own.

"Heh..." Frank, however, remained calm as he looked up in amusement. "Actually, I'm surprisedyou're still after me Quinn Ocean. Coming for your death again? After you had to feign insanity toescape me before?"

"What? Quinn Ocean?!" The old man beside Frank did a double take.

As his granddaughter looked on in confusion, he gulped and stuttered in fear, "Quinn Ocean is thedaughter of Sage Lake Sect's high elder... And this is really a trap meant for Mr. Lawrence, just as hesaid?!"

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