The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Sal watched as Frank used the single-finger technique he did, but he could not respond in time as Frank poked him in the temple.

In an instant, there was a raging burst of pure vigor that blew into Sal’s body from that vulnerable acupoint.

Sal felt as if his brain had been bludgeoned when he felt the poke, and his brain was completely reduced to mush in the next instant.

“Lotus Poke… Impossible… How did you…”

As the old man breathed his last breath, holding onto Frank’s sleeve with a vice-like grip, his eyes rolled up into his sockets.

He could not understand how Frank could so easily use his sect’s esoteric technique!

When he finally died, his fingers loosened around Frank’s sleeve as he dropped limply on the floor, breathless.

Two moves!

one of Sage Lake’s

“Uncle Sal!”

Lawrence! You know?! You’re dead meat! Uncle Sal is one of Sage Lake Sect’s elders and consul to Cloudnine Sect of the South

screams annoying, his savagery suddenly welled up when

Sea Four, and one of the sects that attacked Mystic Sky Sect in the Battle of the South Sea

he had

would be paying them a visit

murderous air around him flared further at that thought, and he wheeled on Quinn as he growled icily, “Sage

a sack of losers like you could do to me! I’ve carved a bloody

“What?!”

was left flabbergasted as she dropped to her knees with a thud, staring blankly at