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.”

death, having her pride as

was nothing surprising

his lips as he studied her lecherously. “That would be a waste for

froze. “What are you

“Just going

furious and snapped straight at his lecherous face, “You bastard! I’ll kill

to fall victim to such depravity before

scrawny man thought

cried, her blood-curdling scream

limply with those gaping holes left

disdain. “Quit resisting when that’s all

fair skin, leaving just her black bra

Frida suddenly spat in the scrawny

man snapped and punched her right in the

out of her consciousness.

to reach for her bra, he felt the burst of air behind

Shunk!

needle stabbed viciously into a nearby wall, shaking repeatedly from sheer