The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

A pill as miraculous as the Ichor Pill would definitely be wildly popular once it hit the market, and Kenny’s family was willing to invest in it.

Even just ten percent of the shares would do!

“So that’s why you’ve come.” Frank smiled. “Then I shall be frank–it’s impossible to produce Ichor Pills in bulk, because each cauldron worth of pills requires a drop of a martial elite’s essence.” “Really?!” Kenny exclaimed, realizing with a start. “Oh, so that’s why you never sold it for money… I never knew making the pill alone comes at such a huge cost.”

In reality, Frank did not consider his essence that big of a deal.

For martial artists who had yet to perfect their vigor, however, it was a treasure– and where would they get the essence of martial elites even if they had the recipe?

After some further discussion about martial arts, Kenny quickly excused himself.

Frank’s room and passed through the antehall, he ran into

toward Kenny, asking, “How did it go? How much is Frank Lawerence demanding for the Ichor Pill recipe?” Kenny waved him off, sighing. “Don’t bother. The

knows the true extent of his abilities–even now, no one has seen him go all out. So forget about those rubbish thoughts, and don’t ever let Frank find out!” Kenny himself had tried to get his hands on the Ichor Pill recipe after seeing its miraculous effect for the first time. Not only did

able to hold their

look of contempt, believing that he

one either

there for the taking, it would be a waste