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?!”

already sensed his

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

‘kid’ but was

carried a strong vigor that the

“Five-Peat Archaeus!”

stepped on the tile floor below, his body suddenly turned

was above his head, unleashing a clear burst of vigor that buffed

squarely into the wall, leaving a Sal-shaped hole as he coughed

was Mystic Sky Sect… ” he murmured as his widened eyes flickered in shock

cheeks twitching, he kept an impassive look as he barked at Frank,

“Mystic Sky Sect?!”

everyone else froze

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

that battle, with both their chief and their senior apprentice