The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

A old man in Draconia's military uniform emerged from the darkness, laughing raspily. "Hehehe..."

"What..." Frank struggled to get up despite the agony of his broken ribs, as he recognized the geezer right then.

He was Frank's father, worshiped and admired across Draconia, and the bane of Talnam-the Lord of the Southern Woods!

"What are you doing here?!" Damon was actually panicking, even fearful as he stared at the rows of military medals adorning Godwin Lawrence's jacket.

It was certainly unusual for a peak Ascendant rank to react like that, especially when he was so nonchalant when he first showed up.

And he was a man whose power was above question, too!

"Hehe. I'm just taking a stroll before I kick the bucket," Godwin said calmly, a slight smile showing on his lips as if recounting the good old days with a friend. Damon kept backing away until he felt his back reach a wall.

"Don't you remember the agreement you signed three years ago?!" Damon snapped, but he was glaring warily at Godwin, on the verge of appearing terrified just then.

"Oh, the agreement?" Godwin smacked himself on the forehead, chuckling. "Ah, I'm really getting forgetful now that I'm old, but I can remember them again later... Oh, wait, which agreement are we talking about again?"

his teeth. "You'd better think about this. If you attack

narrowed his

null!" Damon bellowed. "You know what happens

smile faded at Damon's threat,

of continuing his argument with Damon, he lowered his gaze at his

chuckled. "Not

had changed considerably over the years, but his sharp glare that never warmed around

an eyelid despite the pain in his body, though he could discern certain

his son. "I heard you massacred some Talnamese intruders. But that's my son for

he also

the epitome of

Let's clean up your mess," Godwin said as he walked past Frank, suddenly no longer an old man with stiff joints but a sovereign whose very presence