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.”

having her pride as a martial

there was

licked his lips as he studied her lecherously.

“What are you

man chuckled. “Just going

at his lecherous face, “You bastard! I’ll kill

fall victim to such depravity before

the scrawny man thought nothing of it and sunk his clawlike

Frida cried, her blood-curdling scream

dangling limply with those gaping holes

scrawny man snorted in disdain. “Quit resisting when that’s all you’re capable of, or I’ll make you

skin, leaving just her black bra as the

suddenly spat in the scrawny

snapped and punched her right

and out of her consciousness. “Hehe.” The scrawny man chuckled coolly,

he was about to reach for her bra, he felt the burst of air behind him and paled as he

Shunk!

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