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?"

better think about this. If

narrowed his eyes,

will be null!" Damon bellowed. "You know what happens then-you won't

at Damon's threat,

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

chuckled. "Not giving up

the years, but his sharp glare that never

he did not even bat an eyelid despite the pain in his body, though

approving of his son. "I heard you massacred some Talnamese intruders. But that's

he also felt

of coldness and apathy, let

past Frank, suddenly no longer an old man with stiff