The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Clang!

A black-clad man’s machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang.

“What?! Projecting your vigor… You’re actually Birthright rank?!”

The old man’s jaw could drop from shock as he looked on.

But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man’s wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men’s head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact.

“I’m here to help, Mr. Lawrence!”

Suddenly, there was a burst of wind as Burt Yorkman, wearing a ragged black suit, charged inside.

He vaulted like a crane before assuming a tiger’s pose, quickly dispatching two black-clad men.

shrieked, shaking with rage when she saw

serving at Sage Lake Sect’s beck and call for years, but all of you kept me at arm’s length as if I were a common thief! Frank Lawrence here has not only spared my life, but he actually taught

was definitely gifted—with just some pointers from Frank

market. And yet, Burt wielded it with the ferocity of a real tiger, unstoppable even

sensation welling up the pit of his stomach—his meridians felt blocked

What is going on?” His

Had he been poisoned?!

could not move in time

took Frank great effort to stabilize his breathing while Quinn looked in

White was actually telling the truth. He did manage to poison Frank

Frank!” She laughed coldly. “It’d at least spare

turbidness that kept affecting the flow of his vigor. Wherever his vigor reached, that turbidness followed suit, numbing

slain one of

for us to end you soon

struck Frank just now bellowed, his fingers hardening with vigor as