The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

However, Ned and his pretty boy valets were right.

The Four Kings had more than established themselves—would Frank really win against them?

The thought left Hux despondent again.

Even if Frank defeated Pax, Ned was here—would he really allow Hux to take over?

He was getting a migraine just thinking about it...

Meanwhile, the Four Kings had moved inside the ring, standing opposite Frank and glaring at him in disdain.

They knew every martial elite in Morhen and had never seen Frank's face or heard of the name Vicky Lawrence.

In other words, he was from out-of-town—a bumpkin ignorant to the fact that still waters ran deep here in Morhen.

On top of that, the Four Kings were capable of defeating anyone in Morhen—barring the martial elites from the Four Families.

As such, judging Frank by his youth, the Four Kings were dead sure that they had this in the bag. That was when Frank strode forward despite their scornful glares, his expression even more pointed than theirs. "Come at me—all four of you.”

four of us?"

was the bald Dono, who was also the

a rage at Frank's provocation. "There's no need for

leapt over a dozen meters, clenching his fist as he closed in on Frank, aiming it squarely at

in weight behind that punch, and it

Ned's eyes lit up

variety of follow-up strikes. If Frank decided to dodge, Dono

strength. Narrowing his eyes, Ned sighed. "Even Birthright rank individuals can be killed instantly by that punch! The Four Kings have improved again

Talk about ignorance." Pax snorted in contempt as he stood nearby, looking like

his head in

Pow!

fist that could break mountains

not even

"Ah... What a disappointment.”