Su Xiao picked up the Treasure Chest from the ground, turned around, and left. His next target was the Gatekeeper, Frank.
Su Xiao truly had not expected that Frank, who had nearly been castrated by the junior adjutant at the beginning, would actually be one of the mission targets.
Su Xiao returned to the Empire's capital overnight. At eleven p.m., he arrived at the clothing shop where Frank was staying. The secret prison was beneath it.
Su Xiao stood on the roof of the clothing shop. Without making any apparent movement, he leaped to the window on the shop's third floor.
He opened the window with ease and entered the room on the third floor. At that moment, a figure was sitting before the fireplace, tossing the last book in his hands into the flames.
"Has the Soul Walker already died?"
Frank was the one who spoke. He removed the gold-chain glasses from the bridge of his nose and tossed them into the fire as well.
"So it's you, Mr. Kukulin. Fortunately, you didn't bring that vicious adjutant of yours. Is she really a woman?"
Frank smiled at Su Xiao. Su Xiao looked him up and down. He had the same impression as before—the other man was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.
"From a physiological standpoint, she is a woman."
Su Xiao walked to the fireplace, dragged over a chair, and sat down. He felt he might be able to learn something from Frank.
"Having such a beautiful adjutant is the dream of how many men?"
Frank revealed a knowing smile. He rolled a cigarette in brown rolling paper, struck a match with his slightly trembling hand, lit it, and took a deep drag.
"Cough, cough, cough. Mr. Kukulin, what do you want to know? Give me a