The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank’s stride never slowed as his murderous presence grew stronger.

On the other hand, Quinn’s expression was suddenly respectful as she nodded. “Uncle Sal, it seems like you have to put this brat in his place.”

“Uncle Sal?”

Frank felt a burst of gale behind him before he realized it, like a hundred birds shrieking at once.

He was already annoyed even before the attack reached him.

“You really are too conceited, kid! It’s time to teach you that there’s always a bigger fish!” the elderly man’s voice cried shrilly as he leapt out from

Frank’s back, his fingers striking toward Frank’s nape as quick as lightning.

“Teach me, when all you can do is blindside me? Is this all Sage Lake Sect can do?!”

had already sensed

him to move so quickly—or indeed,

but was only capable of such despicable

carried a strong

“Five-Peat Archaeus!”

his mind as he stepped on the tile floor below, his body

before Sal Ocean could react, Frank was above his head, unleashing a clear burst of vigor

Blargh!” Sal cried, unable to anchor himself as he crashed squarely into the wall, leaving a Sal-shaped

his widened eyes flickered in shock and terror, swallowing another

at Frank, “Who are you?! What’s your connection to Mystic

“Mystic Sky Sect?!”

and everyone else froze

years ago herself—a battle

it may, they were crushed in that battle, with both their chief