Just as Frank entered the cultivation state, in the shadowy corner outside the tavern, two dark figures were whispering in low voices.
"Don't forget what you must do!"
The short and stout shadow's voice was sullen, pressed very low, yet it carried an undeniable authority,
"Tonight is the perfect opportunity to act!"
"Lord Frank hasn't betrayed the Hawk Clan, he just... just needs to think!"
The other shadow's voice was younger, with a thin and tall figure, his voice trembling slightly, "I think we should wait a little longer."
"His attitude today says it all!"
The short and stout shadow commanded, "You must act now!"
"But I cannot betray Lord Frank..."
The young shadow struggled to say, "He taught me everything, I owe my path to becoming a Knight's Squire entirely to Lord Frank."
The short and stout figure ominously said, "Then will you betray your family? Betray your father and mother, and your brother?"
He stepped closer, his voice like a venomous snake:
