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

not expect him to move so quickly—or indeed,

‘kid’ but was only

carried a strong vigor that the late

“Five-Peat Archaeus!”

the tile floor below, his body

unleashing a clear burst of vigor that

squarely into the wall,

he murmured as his widened eyes flickered in

twitching, he kept an impassive look as he barked at Frank, “Who are you?! What’s your connection to Mystic

“Mystic Sky Sect?!”

else froze

three years ago herself—a battle that had been as mad

it may, they were crushed in that