The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frida was caught in disbelief.

She was twentieth in Earthrank but had never even heard of this man who had just dispatched her instantly.

That would mean he must be in the top ten, but she knew the top ten personally, and none of them had such amazing footwork or martial prowess!

The scrawny man laughed in turn. “Earthrank? It seems you really don’t understand that there’s always someone better, lady. Not all martial elites are eager to compete over such vanity, you know.”

Frida was taken aback—he was not Earthrank, but his martial arts was sublime… he must be from a sect!

She had certainly underestimated the martial elites of Riverton!

“What, are you regretting now?” The scrawny man gloated upon seeing the look of regret on her face.

Frida growled through her teeth, “Spare me your nonsense. Just kill me already.”

a quick death, having her pride as a martial

there was nothing surprising about

the scrawny man licked his lips as he studied her lecherously. “That would

“What

“Just going to have

at his lecherous face, “You bastard!

victim to

the scrawny man thought nothing

blood-curdling scream resounding in the

arm was left dangling limply with those

“Quit resisting when that’s all you’re capable of, or I’ll

bladelike nails slit through Frida’s jacket right then, baring her fair skin,

Frida suddenly spat in the scrawny man’s

a chance,” the man snapped and

lips, she started to drift in and out

bra, he felt the burst of air behind him and paled

Shunk!

needle stabbed viciously into a nearby wall, shaking repeatedly from