The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Quinn quickly yelled loudly to warn Eiger, “Be careful! That bastard’s strong, and he caught Uncle Sal off guard!”

“Hah! Sal was a piece of shit who’d never hope to match me.” Eiger snorted, his vigor burgeoning as he crushed the floor tiles as he feet, and he shot forward toward Frank like a missile. “I will avenge your fiance right now, Quinn!”

“Be careful, Mr. Lawrence! Eiger stands among Sage Lake Sect’s top five!” Burt cried out in warning despite being told not to talk.

“Top five?” Frank snorted coolly. “It seems like we landed quite the big fish!”

“Big fish? What the hell are you—”

Eiger’s face fell even as he kept charging at Frank.

He could see the projected vigor around Frank solidify into a dazzling golden dragon.

“Such solid pure vigor! He really mustn’t be trifled with… Miasmic Fists!!!”

on alert, immediately using his

pure vigor, shrouded in waves of darkness that the naked eye would have a hard time seeing through. It was just

even face me like a man, and you’re just as much a freak as you look!” Frank bellowed as he spread his legs and lowered his center

but within

both eyes fixed on Eiger as he approached, he abruptly moved at the speed of a lightning

raised his own

a tiger’s roar when he struck Eiger,

pale, his pupils dilating as he watched the tiger lunging

Pow!

shockwave ensued as vigor was

had struck him on the shoulder,

his flesh rupturing and he ended up no

“What…”

Quinn froze.