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.

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

a while. He hurried 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 pill itself requires the essence of a martial elite, and we can’t make it even if we had the recipe.” “What?!” Rold exclaimed in shock, surprised that it required such an

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

even Skyblade Dojo would be able to hold their own against

a look of contempt, believing that

power, one either rises above

such a profound opportunity there for the taking, it would be a