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.”

would prefer a quick death, having her pride as a martial artist

fact, there was nothing surprising about

he studied her lecherously. “That would be a

“What are you

man chuckled. “Just going to

and snapped straight at his lecherous face,

refused to fall victim to

as she flailed her fists maniacally, the scrawny man thought nothing of it and sunk his clawlike

cried, her blood-curdling scream resounding in

limply with those gaping

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

right then, baring her fair skin, leaving just her black bra as the last

in the scrawny

man snapped and punched her right in

forehead, nose, and lips, she started to drift in and out of her consciousness. “Hehe.” The

just as he was about to reach for her bra, he felt

Shunk!

stabbed viciously into a nearby wall, shaking