The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank started at Burt in turn—he had heard of him before.

After all, Burt Yorkman had the reputation of making the most arrests in Riverton Precinct and was as competent as he was brutal.

Those he had his eyes on would never get away, though Frank was still surprised he was a member of Sage Lake Sect.

Still, he reasoned, “You are more or less a man of accomplishment in Riverton. Why stoop to being Sage Lake Sect’s lapdog?”

Burt chuckled, presuming that Frank was intimidated and therefore trying to sway him.

“Give up on your pretty words, kid.” He snorted in disdain. “It’s your misfortune for upsetting Sage Lake Sect—average Joes like you would never understand the terror they embody, but don’t worry, I’ll spare you the pain while satisfying Ms. Ocean.”

Frank chuckled. “So I should be thanking you?”

“You’re welcome.”

know a thing or two about sects myself—have you heard of

regrettably, they fell three years ago—the chief and their senior apprentice both. The Four South Sea Sects now share control over what’s left, and

Frank smiled. “You’ll soon

“You’re saying

head in disappointment. “I might have considered letting you go three years ago, but you have no chance

was now nothing compared to Sage Lake Sect, and Burt had no reason to stupidly aid

fat dagger, he said coolly, “It’s inhuman, but I’m crippling your meridians first. At least you’d be alive—just play nice if you want to

to a martial artist like Frank, but Frank said quietly, “Do you really think you can do it? Even Drakon Salazar of your sect is no match for

win in a fight, but you have been restrained with sage

too well, which was why he used his position

Frank, he suddenly received a call, which

voice on the other end greeted him.