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?!”

Frank had already sensed

did not expect him to move so quickly—or indeed,

called him ‘kid’ but was only capable of such

Birthright rank individual and carried a strong vigor

“Five-Peat Archaeus!”

growled in his mind as he stepped on the tile floor below, his

head, unleashing a clear burst of vigor that buffed his palm technique,

crashed squarely into the wall, leaving a

widened eyes flickered

as he barked at Frank, “Who are you?! What’s your connection

“Mystic Sky Sect?!”

else froze right

battle at the South Sea three years ago herself—a battle that had been

in that battle, with both their chief and their