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

there was nothing surprising about

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

froze. “What are

man chuckled. “Just going to

furious and snapped straight at his lecherous face,

refused to fall victim to

scrawny man thought nothing of it and sunk his clawlike

her blood-curdling scream resounding

limply with those

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

through Frida’s jacket right then, baring her fair skin, leaving just her black bra as the

spat in the scrawny man’s

the man snapped and

from her forehead, nose, and lips, she started to drift in and out of her consciousness. “Hehe.” The scrawny man chuckled coolly,

as he was about to reach for her bra, he felt the burst

Shunk!

needle stabbed viciously into a nearby wall, shaking repeatedly from