The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The outcome was naturally no different—all three men were left stumbling backward, their meridians churning. Instead, they were all left with internal injuries from the sheer recoil of hitting Frank, as if he was made out of steel.

Frank simply stood there, shaking his head nonchalantly.

"Weak," he growled, opening his eyes as the whole room looked on in shock while stretching his back with a bored look. "If this is all you have, you've thoroughly disappointed me... Four Kings? More like Four Pups.”

"You've really done it now!"

Incensed, the Four Kings—except Dono who was lying prone on the floor—traded glances and attacked Frank again.

Not holding back this time, they casted their combard ward.

But it would not have mattered to Frank even if they were four—and they were just three now. "Quadruplet Ward!"

Each of the Four Kings stood at a corner, their breaths in synchrony as the pure vigor around them converged and strengthened to the next level

"Hyah!"

This time, they leapt toward Frank one by one instead of attacking all at once.

Pow!

protective pure vigor, but it had no effect even

ward makes me laugh!" Frank's eyes

"What?! He's Ascendant rank?!" Ned almost fell off his chair as he

rank?!” The pretty boys were

Frank bellowed just then,

like an earthquake, his liquid vigor bursting violently toward Ano

"Brother!"

see the danger, but Frank's pure vigor sent

punched them directly into their abdomen, mincing their

broke as they slammed forcefully

"Huh..." Ano murmured.

a horrific red as he stood