Chapter 385

“Birthright?”

Kenny’s wife stared at her husband in confusion.

She did not know much about martial arts, only that her husband had reached the pinnacle in wielding vigor.

That fact alone allowed him to stand as chief of an entire marital sect.

How much stronger would that other person be if they reached the Birthright rank?

Kenny nodded. “Look at the skies. It seems that with the new Birthright rank, the tides will change in Riverton.”

Kim White also heard the thunder outside her home.

She stepped out of her room in her pajamas and soon found her father staring at the skies from behind the door.

Seeing her, he smiled. “Why are you up this late, Kim?”

“I thought I heard thunder… It woke me up,” Kim replied quietly.

Eron nodded. “It’s not your ordinary thunder either. Someone has just reached the Birthright rank.”

“Birthright rank? Is that really strong?” Kim asked in curiosity.

“Of course. Even Kuno Yaffe only reached the pinnacle in wielding vigor.” Eron sighed. “I wonder who it could be… It’d be great if they could be our ally.”

Eron had naturally learned about the fall of Flying Sword Sect.

He had no idea who it was but was at once shocked and afraid.

In the case of the latter, he was scared of Flying Sword Sect’s enemies coming for him. In fact, he was still on edge even after days went by, and no one ever came.

But if they could have a Birthright rank individual as an ally… they would have nothing to fear!

Kim asked softly just then, “Could it be Frank Lawrence?”

She had seen him in action and knew that he was really strong.

Eron simply laughed at her, shaking his head. “You’re being naive now, Kim. Birthright rank individuals have to be trained for decades, but Frank isn’t even thirty. It’s not even guaranteed that he can reach it in life.”

Unbeknownst to him, Frank had already reached Birthright rank three years ago.

“Oh…” Kim murmured, a little disappointed just then.

Aside from the Spark clan and the White family, the martial elites of other major families were also outside their homes as well…

Early next morning, Cram was feeling proud of himself, convinced that Frank would quietly take his offer for a partnership after his show of force.

Calling the man himself, he asked, “Things weren’t peaceful last night, were they, Mr. Lawrence?”

Frank frowned as he asked icily, “You were the one who sent the hitman?”

“No, you misunderstand, Mr. Lawrence.” Cram simply smiled. “He wasn’t a hitman–he’s just a messenger, there to deliver my threat. You should really consider working with me, or I can’t promise your family’s safety soon.”

“Well done–you’ve successfully provoked me,” Frank said quietly. “Know this: if I see you apologizing on your knees before sundown, I just might let you live.”

“You can ”

Cram was just going to start snapping, but Frank had already hung up.

“He’s really too much!” Cram snorted.

Meanwhile, Frank called Trevor as soon as he hung up. “Trevor.” “Yes, Mr. Lawrence?”