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Frank received a call from Burt Yorkman, who was wheezing and sounded weak over the phone. "It
worked, Mr. Lawrence. Quinn Ocean and her father Bocek believed me, and you'll be hearing about
Goldeater Cane before long."
"Yeah, good work... Why do you sound so weak?" Frank asked in curiosity.
"Oh, I just had to suffer a little to make it look convincing. Oof, that woman can really land a hit. Some
of my ribs are broken and she could've killed me right there." Burt chuckled.
Frank, however, could tell that he was pushing himself. "Head to Flora Hall if you have the time. Just
say my name, and someone will do their best to treat you."
"Sure," Burt replied right away but soon added worriedly, "I have to warn you before that, Mr. Lawrence
—Bocek Ocean is a monster, and his place in Skyrank is deserved. You have to watch out when you're
fighting him."
"Got it." Frank hung up and took Aria home to Skywater Bay, where he found a middle-aged man in a
white shirt, waiting with two bodyguards outside.
It was none other than Eron White of Southstream.
"What the hell would he want from me?"
Frank went over as he alighted, just as Eron's eyes lit up when he saw him.
"Mr. Lawrence!" He was grinning broadly. "I heard you were out on an errand, so I waited for you here.
It was alleged that you seek the Five Elemental Wonders, and you did get the Earthen Dragonheartnovelbin
from my family. And now, I have great news for you."
"Really?"
Frank narrowed his eyes, inwardly amused.
Burt had just called him, and here Eron was.
Sage Lake Sect were certainly efficient, though it still surprised Frank that it would be the White family
of Southstream running this errand for them.
It seemed that the White family was quite dissatisfied with him after he took the Earthen Dragonheart
from them.
"It's the Goldeater Cane, Mr. Lawrence!" Eron continued just then. "A distant relative just happened to
procure a mature one, and if you can offer a satisfying price, my family will act as the middleman for
you to procure it." "Oh!" Frank appeared delighted despite his inward contempt. "I'm surprised you'd do
me such a great favor—I'm indebted to you. If you ever need anything, just say the word and I'll do my
best to help."
"Actually, I do have something to ask," Eron said after musing to himself for a while. "My daughter has
also asked me to invite you over to stay the night, saying she has something important to discuss with
you... May I ask if you lodged at White Court Hotel recently?"
Frank presumed Eron was going to mention his daughter Kim White to entice him into falling for Eron's
trap.
However, Eron's question actually left him stunned.
White Court Hotel.?
Frank glanced at Aria beside him and nodded—that was the place where Aria sank her claws into him.
"Oh, then that must be a mistake." Eron sighed and smiled. "Kim's actually working in management,
and White Court Hotel is one of her establishments. While she was making reforms, she caught a
group of staff who were involved in voyeurism, conspiring with external individuals to record videos of
guests in their rooms. Kim insisted that it was vital she spoke to you face-to-face about it, so."
Eron leveled a quizzical look at Frank just then.